The clock on the wall read three in the morning. Outside, the rain continued to beat against the heavy glass walls of the living room, but inside, the four of them sat in complete silence.Noah had fallen asleep on the couch with his shoulder pressed against Cassian. Cassian was still awake, staring blankly at his laptop screen, though his hands had stopped typing an hour ago.In the kitchen, Eli stood by the counter, holding a small metal tray he had pulled from one of the lower drawers. Lucien was standing by the glass doors, staring out into the dark, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. His shoulders were drawn tight, and his posture was stiff."Lucien," Eli said softly, keeping his voice down so he wouldn't wake Noah. "Come over here."Lucien didn't move at first. "If this gets out to the press, Eli, it doesn't matter what the truth is. You know how they handle things like this. A dead body inside my house. On my private dock. A man who was publicly yelling a
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