Chapter Fifty one

The mole hunt consumed three days and yielded nothing but frustration and dead ends.Diego brought in external investigators—people he’d worked with for twenty years, people he’d trust with his life. Former FBI agents who’d spent decades in counterintelligence. Retired military intelligence officers with experience in the most complex operations. Private security specialists with impeccable credentials and connections throughout law enforcement. They interviewed every team member individually, sometimes twice, occasionally three times when answers seemed inconsistent. Ran background checks that went back decades, deep enough to uncover childhood addresses, high school disciplinary records, college roommates, first jobs, and every employer since. Mapped personal connections, family trees, romantic relationships, even casual friendships that might provide leverage or motivation for betrayal.Nothing.Whoever was feeding information to Goran was a ghost. No suspicious bank deposits

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Chapter Fifty two

“We’ll need to delay vendor payments,” Kieran said, reviewing a spreadsheet with practiced efficiency in his home office. His voice was matter-of-fact, businesslike, the tone he used when discussing difficult but necessary decisions. “Just temporarily, until insurance payouts come through. Thirty days minimum, possibly sixty depending on how quickly the insurance company processes everything.”“That’ll damage relationships with contractors we’ve worked hard to build,” Aurora said, feeling tension building in her shoulders. “They’re already nervous after two fires, asking questions about security, wondering if they want their names associated with this project. Some are small operations—they can’t absorb payment delays easily.” “They’ll understand. It’s business. Everyone deals with cash flow issues at some point. This is temporary, and they know we’re good for the money eventually.”“It’s their livelihoods, Kieran. These aren’t corporations with massive reserves and multiple reven

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Chapter Fifty three

Aurora found the art supplies by accident three days later while looking for extra blankets. She’d been up late painting in her temporary studio—the small guest room she’d claimed for creative work—and the space got cold at night despite the estate’s excellent heating system. She needed another blanket, something warm to wrap around her shoulders while she worked, and remembered her mother mentioning storage in the west wing. The storage room was rarely used, filled with furniture covered in sheets, holiday decorations in labeled boxes, remnants of Aurora’s and Cody’s childhood that her mother couldn’t bear to throw away—old toys, school projects, framed artwork from elementary school. She was digging through a cedar chest marked “Winter Linens” in her mother’s neat handwriting when she spotted them in the corner, hidden behind a covered armchair—boxes stacked three high, covered in a layer of dust that suggested years of neglect. Cardboard boxes with more of her mother’s handw

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Chapter Fifty four

Serena came around during Sunday dinner the following week. They’d fallen into a comfortable routine of family dinners—Aurora’s parents hosting, Cody and Serena attending, Kieran and Aurora grateful for normalcy amidst chaos, sometimes Diego joining if they needed to discuss security matters in a less formal setting than conference rooms.“You have paint under your fingernails,” Serena said, smiling as she passed the salad bowl across the table. “Blue paint. You’ve been painting. New hobby?” Aurora looked down at her hands, embarrassed. She’d scrubbed them thoroughly before dinner, but blue paint lingered stubbornly in the cuticles, evidence of hours spent working. “Just messing around. Nothing serious. Stress relief more than anything artistic.”“Can I see?” There was genuine interest in Serena’s voice, not just politeness or curiosity. As a gallery owner and sculptor herself, she understood the vulnerability of showing work, especially early work, especially to someone whose

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Chapter Fifty three

Chapter Fifty four