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The file didn’t open at first.Lennox tried once.Nothing.He tried again, slower this time, watching the screen like he was listening for something.Still nothing.Taryn shifted beside Rowan, arms folded. “I thought you said you could open it.”“I can,” Lennox replied, not looking at her. “Relax.”Rowan didn’t speak.He wasn’t watching the screen.He was watching Lennox.The way his fingers paused before pressing anything. The way his eyes moved not confused, not guessing.Familiar.Like he’d done this before.“Try again,” Rowan said.Lennox exhaled lightly, then typed something in.A second passed.Thenthe file opened.No dramatic flash.No warning.Just a quiet shift on the screen.Taryn stepped closer immediately. “That’s it?”“That

Elias lives in a place that looks like it’s been forgotten.Not abandoned.Just… left behind.The building is old, paint peeling in quiet corners, the hallway dim even in daylight. The kind of place no one pays attention to unless they’re looking for it.Rowan stops outside the door.Taryn stands beside him, arms folded, eyes scanning the corridor.“You sure this is it?” she asks.Rowan nods once. “He doesn’t want to be found.”Taryn exhales. “Yeah. That’s obvious.”Rowan knocks.Once.No answer.He knocks again, harder this time.Silence stretches.Thenmovement inside.Faint.Careful.Taryn shifts slightly, alert now.“Elias,” Rowan calls, voice calm but firm. “Open the door.”A pause.Long enough to matter.Then the lock clicks.The

Rowan doesn’t wait.The moment Taryn lowers her phone in the garden, something in him sharpens into focus.“Lennox just left,” she says.Rowan is already turning toward the house.“Did he say where?”“No. No destination. No notice. He just walked out.”Behind them, Sloane’s voice follows, quieter now but carrying weight.“You’re already behind.”Rowan doesn’t respond, but the words stay with him as he moves. Taryn falls into step beside him, both of them leaving the quiet of the garden behind. The calm no longer fits. Not after everything they’ve uncovered.By the time they reach the front, Rowan already knows this isn’t random.Lennox didn’t leave to think.He left to act.Outside, the air feels tighter.Rowan unlocks the car and gets in. Taryn slides into the passenger seat, watching him closely as he starts the engine.“You think he’s meeting someone,” she says.Rowan pulls onto the road. “He wouldn’t leave like that for nothing.”A moment passes before he adds, “He saw something i

The door doesn’t lock behind him this time.Cassian notices that first.Not the guard stepping aside. Not the way the hallway stretches further than he expected. Not even the fact that no one is rushing him.Just the door.Unlocked.He steps out slowly, testing it without making it obvious. His body is still recovering, still heavier than it should be, but he doesn’t show it. Not here. Not now.“Keep moving,” the guard says.The tone isn’t harsh.Just firm.Cassian doesn’t argue.He follows.The air changes before he even sees where they’re going.Cooler.Cleaner.Less confined.By the time they step outside, the difference is immediate.Open space.A wide stretch of land bordered by low fencing, the ground soft with trimmed grass. To the right, a stable stands quiet, the faint scent of hay and wood carried lightly through t

Cassian notices the difference before anyone says anything.No one follows him when he steps outside.The first time, it felt controlled. Measured. Like every step he took had already been decided for him.Nowthere’s space.Real space.He walks past the edge of the garden, past the trimmed lines and quiet order, toward the stable. The ground is softer here, less perfect. The air carries a different scent—wood, earth, something real.No voice stops him.No guard steps in.It doesn’t feel like freedom.But it isn’t confinement either.It’s something in between.And that tells him everything he needs to know.“You’re moving differently.”Cassian doesn’t turn immediately.Adrian’s voice comes from behind him, calm as always, like he’s been there longer than he lets on.Cassian keeps his eyes ahead for a moment