SMOKE AND MIRRORS The building was empty.Rain knew it before they reached the top floor. Her wolf knew it — had been telling her since the second staircase, a low insistent absence where she had expected presence. A heartbeat that should have been there and wasn't.She stopped on the third floor, landing."He's gone," she said.Damien stopped beside her. His jaw tightened. "When?""Recently," Nadia said from behind them, head tilted, reading the air with the precision of someone who had been doing this for years. "Hours maybe. Not long enough for his scent to fully clear.""He knew we were coming," Cole said."He's always known," Rain said quietly. "That's the point. He's been three steps ahead of everyone for forty years." She looked at the stairs going up. "The question is what he left behind."Damien looked at her."Don't," he said."We have to go up," she said."I know," he said. "I meant don't go first."They swept the building floor by floor.Methodically. Carefully. The p
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