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VIVIAN"He wouldn't."I shake my head, the movement pulling at the pain in my back but I do not care. "Nico would not give you the ledger."The Alchemist laughs. Low and amused and the kind of sound that gets under your skin regardless of how much you prepare for it. "Yes, he would.""No.""Because of you."My stomach twists. He steps closer and I make myself hold still, made myself not move back, because giving ground to this man — even a single step — feels like losing something I cannot afford to lose right now."You know by now that he is my son, don't you?"I glare at him. "That doesn't make him anything like you."His laughter fills the room again, easy and unbothered, the laughter of someone who finds being contradicted genuinely entertaining. "He is just like me.""No.""I see it in his eyes, Vivian." He taps a finger against his temple. "The darkness follows in his blood."I shake my head. "Nico is nothing like you."The Alchemist tilts his head. "You know that's not true." H

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NICOSilence had never been uncomfortable between Luca and me. Not genuinely. We could spend hours without speaking and it would sit easy between us — the silence of two people who have been in enough rooms together that they do not need to fill every moment with sound. But this was different. This silence was full. Packed with everything my brother wanted to ask and everything I was not saying and the specific friction of both those things existing in the same small cabin at thirty thousand feet.I sat by the window staring at the clouds below us. My mind was nowhere near this flight. It was in a room in Russia. Vivian's face. Her bruised body. The way she had looked at me when I promised to get her out. The way she had grabbed my wrist and begged me not to give the Alchemist what he was asking for.I closed my eyes.I was running out of time.Across from me, Luca sat with his arms folded and his eyes fixed on me with the specific expression of a man deciding where exactly to insert

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LUCANico had always been my person.Before Dante, before the empire, before all the blood and chaos and the years of building something out of nothing in Colombia — there had been him. My twin. My shadow. The other half of whatever I was. We had been inseparable in the way that only two people raised by the same absence can be, relying on each other not because it was convenient but because for a long time it was the only reliable thing either of us had.If something happened to me, Nico knew. If he had a problem, I was the first person he called. We shared everything — secrets, plans, stupid jokes at the worst possible times, and even the things we were too ashamed to say out loud to anyone else. That was us. That had always been us.But now?My brother had turned into a fucking vault. And I genuinely did not understand when that happened.I sat back in my seat, staring at the empty space where Nico had been sitting moments ago. His phone had vibrated. He'd looked at the screen, gon

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