Kian’s POVThe cottage felt quieter than it had an hour ago. We hadn't moved far from the table. The evidence was still arranged in piles. The silence wasn't empty anymore. It had direction. There's a difference between searching for the truth and deciding what to do with it. I learned long ago that the second question is always the more dangerous one.I rested my fingertips on the edge of the table. I let my mind replace sight with the sounds of voices, breathing, and movement. Kai stood opposite me. He was organizing documents into folders with precision. Selena was by the fireplace. She was quieter than usual. I could hear her breathing. She wasn't overwhelmed. She was thinking. That made her more dangerous than anyone in the room."We have enough " I said finally. I broke the silence without raising my voice. "We connected the payments, letters, travel records, Tina's testimony, and your father's note. Every piece points to the people."Kai didn't answer away. I heard another shee
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