The convoy sped through the city like a storm.Three black SUVs tore through the afternoon traffic, their tinted windows concealing the tense faces within.Inside the lead vehicle, silence reigned.Liam sat beside Chloe in the backseat, his attention fixed on the tablet resting in his hand.The photograph of Rose stared back at him.The silver necklace around her neck seemed to mock him.Years.It had been years since he had last seen it.The necklace had belonged to his father.The same necklace his father never removed from his neck.The same necklace Liam buried with him.Or at least, that was what he had believed.His jaw tightened.Something wasn't adding up.And Liam hated mysteries.Especially when Rose's life was involved.Beside him, Chloe stole a glance at his profile.He had barely spoken since leaving the mansion.His expression remained calm, but she could see the storm brewing beneath the surface.The more silent Liam became, the more dangerous he usually was.Blaze, sea
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