Elena I call Damien. He answers on the first ring."Elena? What's wrong?""Someone threw a brick through my window. Threatened the twins if I don't drop the custody case.""What? Are you okay? Are the twins—""We're fine. Scared but fine. Damien, was this you?""Me? You think I would threaten my own children?""I think you filed an emergency custody motion the same day I told you I loved you. I think you're scared and running. So is this you running harder?""No! God, Elena, no! I would never—I'm sending security. Now. Don't argue. And I'm coming there. We need to talk.""I don't want to talk to you—""Too bad. Someone threatened our children. We talk. Now."He hangs up.Twenty minutes later, a security team arrives. Professional. Armed. They sweep the house, install temporary window covering, set up perimeter monitoring."Mr. Blackwood's orders," the team leader explains. "We'll maintain presence until the threat is neutralized.""I don't want armed guards around my children—""They
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