The night ended in sirens and smoke.By the time the police stormed the mansion, Mrs. Hills had already vanished, like a shadow slipping through cracks in the dark. The east wing was in ruins, glass shattered, walls scorched from the small fire she’d started to cover her escape.I sat on the marble steps, wrapped in a blanket I didn’t remember taking, watching the flashing red and blue lights paint the garden like a nightmare that refused to fade. My hands were still trembling, the smell of gunpowder thick in the air.Kai found me there, after the chaos, after the shouting, after the smoke began to clear.His shirt was torn, his face smeared with ash, but his eyes… They were steady. Too steady.“Lena,” he said quietly, his hand brushing mine. “We need answers. All of them.”I nodded, my throat tight, my heart still beating to the rhythm of those gunshots.“I’m done running,” I whispered. “Done with half-truths and shadows.”“Then let’s bring everyone together,” I said, forcing mysel
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