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We reached the address fast. It was a small cabin hidden in the woods. The door was open. We went inside with our guns ready.Marcus was on the floor. He was bleeding badly from his side. His face was pale and he could barely lift his head.When he saw us he tried to smile but it came out weak.“You came,” he said. His voice was rough. “I didn’t think you would.”Damien knelt beside him. “Who did this?”Marcus coughed and blood came out. “She did. Your mother. She said I was no longer useful.”I stayed close to the door and kept watch. My sister stood behind me. She hadn’t said much since we left the burning house.Marcus looked at me. “There’s something you need to know. About your sister.”I turned around. My sister was looking at the floor.Marcus kept talking. “She’s not who you think she is. She’s been working with your mother the whole time. She was never taken. She was sent to you on purpose.”I felt like someone had hit me in the chest. I looked at her.She didn’t deny it. She

We drove toward the old docks without talking much. The sun was starting to come up. Everything felt too quiet. Damien kept his eyes on the road. I sat beside him and tried to keep my hands still.When we got there the place was empty at first. Just water and old wood. Then we saw them. Victoria stood near a small boat. Damien’s father was next to her. Both of them looked calm.Liam and Rose were not with them.Damien stopped the car and we got out. He kept his gun low. I stayed close.Victoria spoke first. Her voice was soft.“They are not here,” she said. “I moved them. They are safe for now.”Damien’s father smiled a little. “We needed to talk without the children hearing everything.”I looked at Victoria. “Why are you with him?”She looked tired. “Because he made me an offer. He said if I helped him one last time he would let me walk away. I took it. I was scared.”Damien stepped closer. “Where are the kids?”His father answered instead. “They are on a boat. It is already moving.

We stood in the clearing while the men closed in. Guns pointed at us from every side. The man who said he was my real father watched us with calm eyes.He spoke again. His voice stayed low.“You do not understand yet,” he said. “This was never about revenge or power. It was about blood. About keeping certain bloodlines alive.”He looked at Damien.“Your father knew. He made a deal long ago. He agreed to mix our families so the children would carry something special. Something that could be used later.”He looked at me.“You and him… you were never supposed to fall in love. That was a mistake. But it gave us what we needed. Two children with the right blood.”My sister stepped forward. She looked at the man.“You lied to me too,” she said. Her voice was small but steady. “You told me I would be free if I helped.”The man smiled.“I lied to everyone. It was easier that way.”Damien moved closer to me. His hand touched my back.“What do you want from us now?” he asked.The man looked at

We drove fast through the dark roads. Liam and Rose stayed quiet in the back. I kept checking the mirrors. No one followed us yet.Damien was still gone. My mother was still alive. Everything felt wrong.My sister suddenly appeared on the side of the road. She waved her arms. I stopped the car.She jumped in the front seat.“They took him to the old factory,” she said fast. “The one by the river. Your mother is there too. She wants to finish this tonight.”I turned the car around and drove toward the river. No one spoke much. The engine was loud.We reached the factory after twenty minutes. It was dark and falling apart. One light was on inside.We left the kids in the car with the doors locked and went in.The place smelled like rust and old oil. We moved quiet.In the middle of the big room Damien was tied to a chair. My mother stood in front of him. Two men with guns stood near the walls.She saw us and smiled.“You came quicker than I thought,” she said.Damien looked at me. His f

The gun clicked empty. Damien lowered it slowly, like he’d never meant to pull the trigger in the first place. My mother stared at him, actually surprised for once in her life. Then he swung the barrel toward her and fired. One shot, right in the chest. She stumbled back, eyes wide, and crumpled. Blood bloomed across her shirt fast, too fast. She looked at me…just once…then went still.Damien let the gun fall from his hand. It clattered on the floor. When he turned to me, his face was like stone.“You should’ve stayed with her when she gave you the chance,” he said quietly. “Maybe the kids would still be safe.”The words landed like a punch. I didn’t say anything. Liam and Rose were still tied to those chairs, terrified. He cut them loose and they ran straight into my arms. I held them tight, but my eyes never left him.He walked over to my sister.“Where’s the rest of the drive?” he asked.She glanced at our mother’s body on the floor. “Already gone. She sent it before you got here.