They didn’t send another message. That was the first sign something had changed. Up until now, every move Ivy made had triggered a response—subtle, controlled, immediate. A message. A location. A shift in direction. Now—Nothing. And that silence felt louder than anything else. “They stopped,” Sebastian said quietly. Ivy didn’t take her eyes off the road. “No,” she replied. “They didn’t.” “Then where is it?” “They’re waiting.” 
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