INICIAR SESIÓNCHAPTER 13The Woman I Shouldn't TrustThe first thing Amara heard was rain.The second was Alessia's voice."Stay down."Amara was already on the floor.Alessia was above her, one arm protecting her head while Matteo and the security team moved through the darkness.Nobody spoke for several seconds.Then the emergency lights flickered on.Dim red lights filled the room.Amara looked around."Is everyone okay?""Yes," Matteo said.One of the security men approached the broken window."Whoever fired the shot is gone."Alessia's expression was unreadable."Did you find a vehicle?""No.""Footprints?""Rain washed most of them away."Alessia swore under her breath.Amara slowly sat up."Alessia."She immediately turned."Are you hurt?""No.""You?""I'm fine."Amara looked at her carefully.There was a small cut near Alessia's eyebrow."You're bleeding."Alessia touched it."It's nothing.""You always say that.""It's true."Amara reached into her bag and pulled out a tissue."Come here.
September 14thThe rain had started again by the time they reached the old house.It came down hard enough to blur the windows of the car.Amara sat quietly beside Alessia.The silver key was clenched inside her palm.Neither woman had spoken much since leaving the estate.There was too much between them now.Too many questions.Too many things Alessia had refused to explain.But there was one date Amara couldn't stop thinking about.September 14, 2020.The photograph.The recording.The day her father's life supposedly ended.Alessia glanced at her."You don't have to come inside."Amara looked at her."Yes, I do.""Amara—""My father left something here."Alessia sighed."I know.""And I'm going to find it."Alessia looked at her for a long moment.Then nodded."Stay close."They stepped out into the rain.The house looked exactly as Amara remembered.Old.Empty.Forgotten.But tonight, it felt different.Like it was waiting for them.Matteo and two security men entered first."Clea
The Truth She Left BehindThe envelope remained on the desk between them.Amara couldn't take her eyes off it.Her father's name was written across the front in handwriting she hadn't seen in six years.She knew that handwriting.The slight curve of the letters.The way he pressed harder on certain words.She had spent years trying to remember everything about him.Now, when she finally had something he left behind, she was terrified to open it.Alessia stood on the opposite side of the desk."You don't have to do this tonight."Amara looked up."You told me my father didn't kill himself.""I told you I don't believe he did.""And Victoria told me to ask you what happened on September fourteenth."Alessia's jaw tightened."She knows exactly how to manipulate people.""Maybe."Amara picked up the envelope."But she also knew about this."Alessia didn't respond.Amara carefully opened it.Inside was a folded letter.And a small silver key.Her hands started shaking.She unfolded the let
The Invitation:Amara couldn't stop staring at the invitation.It sat on Alessia's desk inside a clear evidence sleeve.Black paper.Silver lettering.One name.DANIEL QUINNBelow it was a date.Tomorrow.Amara looked at Alessia."He's been dead for six years.""I know.""So whose funeral is this?"Alessia didn't answer.That scared her more than anything else."Alessia.""I'm not sure.""You're not sure?""There are people who disappear without dying."Amara stared at her."My father isn't one of them.""I didn't say he was.""You don't get to speak in riddles anymore."Alessia leaned against the edge of her desk."You're right."It was so unexpected that Amara almost laughed.Almost."Then tell me everything."Alessia's eyes lowered."I can't.""Why?""Because I don't know everything.""And what you do know?"Alessia looked at her."Could hurt you."Amara folded her arms."Everything you've kept from me has already hurt me."That landed.Alessia didn't argue.She walked to the windo
The Morning After:Amara woke to the sound of rain.For a few seconds, she didn't remember where she was.Then she saw the unfamiliar ceiling.The heavy curtains.The dark wood furniture.And the woman sitting beside the window.Alessia.She was already dressed.Black trousers. White shirt. Her dark hair pulled away from her face.She looked calm.Too calm.Amara pushed herself upright."How long have you been sitting there?"Alessia glanced over."Twenty minutes.""Watching me sleep?""Making sure you were still breathing."Amara stared at her.Alessia looked away first.That was new."You could have just checked the security cameras.""I didn't want to."The honesty caught Amara off guard.She pulled the blanket around herself."Did you sleep?""No.""Why?"Alessia stood."Because someone broke into my estate last night specifically to get to you.""That's not an answer.""It is the only one you're getting."Amara sighed."You're impossible.""I've been called worse."A tiny smile t
The Room Beside Hers:At exactly 2:13 a.m., someone knocked on Amara's door.She opened her eyes slowly.For a moment, she didn't know where she was.Then she remembered.Alessia's estate.The security breach.Victoria.And the terrifying photograph.Another knock came."Amara."Alessia.Amara sat up immediately."What happened?""Get dressed."There was something in Alessia's voice that made her heart race.She didn't ask questions.She grabbed a sweater and opened the door.Alessia stood outside.She was barefoot.Her hair was slightly messy, and she was wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up.For the first time, she looked less like the terrifying woman everyone feared.She looked tired.Human."What's wrong?" Amara whispered."Security found movement on the east side of the property.""Again?"Alessia nodded."Come with me.""Where?""My room."Amara froze."Your room?""It's the safest place in the house."There was no hesitation in Alessia's voice.Amara followed her.







