(Daniel’s POV)By the time I got home, the night had already settled in—but it didn’t feel calm.It felt watchful.Like the darkness wasn’t just there to cover the city… but to hide something inside it.I stood at the gate for a moment longer than necessary, keys in my hand, my mind still stuck at the man’s house.Locked door.Quiet compound.A life ended too cleanly.Too quickly.Too conveniently.I finally pushed the gate open and stepped in. The familiar sound should have grounded me, should have reminded me that this was my space—safe, controlled, mine.But tonight?It didn’t feel like that.I locked the door behind me and walked slowly into the living room, dropping my keys on the table. The sound echoed slightly, louder than it should have been.Or maybe…Everything just felt louder because my mind refused to settle.I ran my hand over my face and exhaled deeply.After we left the man’s place, my mind had been filled with questions—questions I couldn’t answer, questions that ref
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