The gala was a failure. A spectacular, humiliating failure.Back in the penthouse, the silence was deafening. Marcus stood before them, his face ashen. “He was a last-minute replacement for a sick waiter. His credentials were perfect, right down to the digital fingerprints. He was inside our perimeter for forty-seven minutes. We have him on camera, but he never made a threatening move. He just… observed.”“He was sending a message,” Elara said, her voice hollow. She stood by the window, still in her crimson gown, her arms wrapped around herself. “He wasn’t there to attack. He was there to demonstrate his power. To show us that all our planning, all our security, means nothing to him.”Kaelan was pacing, a caged animal. The fear he had tried to lock away was now a living thing in the room, feeding on his helplessness. “He looked at you. He singled you out.”“He did,” Elara confirmed, turning to face him. Her eyes were not sc
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