The air inside the Blackwood estate felt thin, stripped of its usual oxygen by the tension radiating from the two men standing in the study. Sunlight filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the silence. It was nearly midday, and the "future bride" was still a ghost.Julian Montgomery stood by the window, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. He had changed into a fresh suit, but the dark circles under his eyes betrayed a night spent in a state of controlled fury. He turned to face Arthur, who was slumped behind his massive mahogany desk, staring at a glass of untasted scotch."She isn't at Chloe’s apartment," Julian said, his voice a dangerous, low vibration. "I sent a car there an hour ago. No one answered. Her phone is off. GPS is dead. She’s vanished, Arthur. In the middle of the most critical week of our lives, your daughter has disappeared into thin air."Arthur rubbed his temples, the weight of the previous night finally showin
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