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Exactly one week had passed since Lucien shot Richard Blackwell.The boardroom had been prepared before noon. It was one of the oldest rooms in the estate, built long before Lucien was born. Dark wood covered most of the walls, broken only by tall windows hidden behind heavy curtains. A long table sat in the center of the room, polished so often that the surface reflected the chandeliers hanging above it.The room smelled faintly of old wood, expensive tobacco, and the coffee that had been placed on the table for the members who preferred to stay through long discussions.There were no guards inside, there did not need to be, every person sitting around the table understood exactly what kind of room they were in.The board had gathered to discuss blood debt.Lucien sat near the head of the table, his back against the chair and one ankle resting over the opposite knee.He looked completely calm.His fingers, however, were busy with a pair of pink, fluffy handcuffs.They belonged to Noa

(Noah's POV)I had spent enough time locked in this room that I had started becoming friends with the security system.Not literally, but I had hacked into it.The system wasn't even that difficult to get into. Whoever designed it had done a good job, though. The cameras were arranged carefully, the feeds were organized by sections of the house, and the security guards were actually trained.Really trained.I moved from one camera feed to another on my laptop, watching the house through dozens of different angles.The place was huge, ridiculously huge. There were too many rooms, too many hallways, too many staircases and too many dark corners that seemed to lead nowhere but I knew better— they definitely led somewhere.At one point, I found a hallway that looked like it hadn't been used in years.Then I found another one… then another one.What kind of house needed this many hallways?I watched one of the security feeds for a while.Three guards walked down a corridor, another three t