Dominic Rossi’s voice, distorted by static and the dying phone, nonetheless dripped with icy malice that filled the small cabin like poison gas. The crackling line couldn't mask the controlled fury beneath the words, the absolute certainty of his power."Put Leo on. It's time he heard what happens to birds who fly from their cage... and the keepers who help them."Leo’s breath hitched, a sharp, involuntary sound in the sudden silence. The warmth of the cabin vanished, replaced by the chilling grip of Dominic’s unseen presence. Harlan’s jaw clenched, his knuckles white where he gripped the phone. He met Leo’s terrified eyes, a silent question: *Can you do this?*Leo swallowed hard, the taste of bacon and coffee turning to ash in his mouth. *For Silas.* He nodded, a jerky movement. Harlan held the phone out towards him, the speaker still active."I'm here, Dominic," Leo said, forcing his voice steady despite the tremor he couldn't suppress. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction of heari
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