The picture on the screen felt like an uppercut, taken right on the chin. It was a picture that mocked their failure—a picture that sent a wave of emotions through their core. The study, once a place of peace, knowledge, and warmth, was now a stage for a nightmare. Her father, once a king in the mansion, was now a disgraced and dethroned king. The shadowy figure behind him was a phantom, a ghost in their own narrative, and the eagle tattoo was a brand, a symbol of a power they had grossly underestimated.“My father is not free,” Jane whispered, her voice shaking and her breath hitched. “They have him in our house, Michael.”Michael wrapped his arm around her, providing a solid, grounding presence in the dizzying whirlwind of her despair. Michael tried hard to mask his anger. His blood was running hot but he had to stay calm, support Jane, and come out with a plan. “I don't think Phil has a hand in this one. For the first time, he isn't the one taunting us,” he said, his voice a low, d
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