Iris’s POV I stared at Victor’s message for a full thirty seconds before I finally typed a response.We need to meet. It is urgent.The three dots appeared almost immediately, which told me he had been watching his phone, waiting for me to say something. I told myself that did not mean anything. It was not flattering, and it was not special. It was just Victor being himself, always watching, always ready.My phone rang before I could change my mind.“Tell me where you are.”There was no greeting, no hesitation, just his voice, low and steady, like he had already been expecting this.“I am at home,” I said.“Can you drive?”“Yes.”He gave me an address I did not recognize. It was not his house, not anywhere familiar, just a quiet location somewhere across the city.“There is a parking garage on the corner,” he added. “Pull in and wait. I will find you.”The call ended before I could ask anything else.I sat there for a moment, my phone still in my hand, my heart already beating too fa
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