ElaraI stared at the ringing phone for a second too long before Mom reached over and took it out of my hand."Don't answer that," she said, already silencing it. "Not until we're ready, on our terms, with our statement out first.""How did they even get my number?""Kane's team, probably. Or someone at the outlet did some digging." She set my phone face down on the table, deliberate, like putting it out of sight would make the problem smaller. "This is exactly why we need to move faster than they are."Kael's phone buzzed again, and this time when he read it, something eased slightly in his shoulders. "My father says the statement's ready. He wants both of us to review it before it goes out, since our names are on it too."He turned the laptop so I could read alongside him. It was shorter than I expected, no more than a few paragraphs, and every line felt strange to read about myself in that careful, formal language.*The Voss family confirms that Elara Carter, age eighteen, and Kael
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