Morning came too quickly.None of them had slept.The penthouse living room was dim, the city still wrapped in early dawn. Rowan stood by the window, staring down at the streets below.Lucian sat at the table with three laptops open, tracking news sites and media feeds.Amara sat quietly on the couch, her hand resting over her stomach.Elena stood near the television, watching the countdown clock on the news channel.LIVE INTERVIEW — 00:18:42Eighteen minutes until the woman claiming to be her mother appeared.Elena felt sick.“My mother died when I was five,” she whispered again.Lucian glanced up.“That’s the story you were told.”Elena turned to him.“You think Victor lied about that too?”Lucian shrugged slightly.“With Victor? I assume everything is a lie until proven otherwise.”Rowan finally spoke.“Did you find her location?”Lucian tapped one of the screens.“Yes.”Everyone looked at him.“She checked into a hotel downtown last night. The network arranged it for the intervie
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