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CHAPTER 61:THE PACKAGE

"Close the library. Or next time it's not paper." The note was under the photo. Block letters. Black marker. Damian put it on the table. Didn't touch it again. Agent Reyes already had the bag. Evidence. Prints. DNA. We'll find him, she said. But until then, you don't come here alone. I'm not leaving, I said. Ali, Damian said. No, I said. This place is ours. We don't run. He looked at me for a long time. Then nodded. Fine, he said. But I'm here too. Every day. Every hour. --- Friday night. We did "Safety Night" anyway. Damian wanted to cancel it. I said no. If we cancel, we let him win, I said. So we put chairs in a circle. Agent Reyes at the front. Two officers by the door. 50 people came. More than we expected. Moms with kids. Old men from the block. Lila with a notebook. The barista from 3 streets over. Reyes taught us how to check cars. How to walk with keys between fingers. How to scream. We practiced. Loud. In the library. Kids though

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CHAPTER 62:THE CALL FROM PRISON

The call ended at 12:03AM. Peterson's voice was still in the room. "I don't know who’s doing this. But it's not me." Damian sat on the edge of the bed. Elbows on knees. Head down. You believe him, I asked. I don't know what I believe, he said. He stood up. Checked the locks. Front door. Back door. Windows. Again. Come to bed, I said. In a minute, he said. He didn't come. --- I woke up at 3AM. Alone. Found him in the living room. Sitting on the floor. Back against the couch. Phone in his hand. Can't sleep, I said. No, he said. I sat next to him. He put his arm around me. Didn't say anything. Just held me. For hours. --- 6AM. My phone buzzed. News alert. BREAKING: SECOND ARSON ATTEMPT COLE INDUSTRIES FORMER HQ - DOWNTOWN FIRE CONTAINED. NO INJURIES. There was a photo. Our old building. 12th floor. Black around the windows. Fire trucks below. Damian saw it over my shoulder. Stood up immediately. It's starting again, he said. Agent Reyes call

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CHAPTER 63: IT'S NOT JUST US

The whiteboard in Agent Reyes' office had names. Lots of them. Damian Cole. Ali Carter. Board Member #1. Board Member #3. Sophia Cole. IN CUSTODY. And now: Mara Jenkins. Library volunteer. She's getting threats too, Reyes said. So is Peterson's lawyer. So is the judge from the civil case. Damian stared at the board. It's not just us, he said. No, Reyes said. It's everyone connected to Cole Industries. --- The library was full when we got back. But different. Quieter. Parents kept looking at the door. Damian did his speech again. "We're safe. We're open. We're not leaving." Most people nodded. Some left anyway. I don't blame them, I said. Neither do I, Damian said. He stayed late. Helped shelve books. Fixed the printer. Made coffee. Like if he kept busy, the bad thing wouldn't happen. --- Monday. Letter came to the jail. For Damian. From Sophia. He didn't want to open it. I told him he should. Inside: one page. Her handwriting. Damian, I did

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CHAPTER 64:THE BLOOD

"It's not human." Agent Reyes said it twice. Like she didn't believe it herself. "The blood in the car. Dog. German Shepherd." Damian and I were at the station. 8AM. Coffee cold in our hands. "But," Reyes said. "We got a hit on the other DNA. From the hat." She slid a folder across the table. Name: Kyle Mercer. Age: 32. Former Cole Industries Security. Dishonorably discharged. Missing: 6 months. "Peterson's guy," Damian said. "Yeah," Reyes said. "He has a record. Assault. Vandalism. Hates the Coles." Damian closed the folder. "Where is he?" "We don't know," Reyes said. "But he just posted something." She turned her laptop. Video. Dark. Mask. Distorted voice. "Cole Library. Tonight. Midnight. It burns." 12 seconds. Then black. --- Mara was already at the library when we got there. Shelving books. She saw our faces. Dropped the book. "What," she said. "Kyle," Damian said. "They found him." Her hand went to her mouth. "No. He said he left

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CHAPTER 65:MID NIGHT

11:58PM. The library was dark. Except for the desk lamp. 4 officers inside. 6 outside. Damian by the front window. Me by the back. "Nothing yet," Officer Chen said into his radio. "Copy," the voice came back. "We've got eyes on the alley." Damian looked at me. "You sure about this?" "No," I said. "But we're doing it anyway." 12:00AM. The lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then the back door rattled. Everyone moved. --- "Police! Hands up!" A shadow ran. Backpack. Hoodie. Kyle Mercer. He didn't stop. He ran between the shelves. Knocked a cart over. Books everywhere. "Stop!" Damian yelled. Kyle turned down the kids' aisle. Cornered. He pulled something out. Lighter. "Don't," I said. He looked at me. Eyes wild behind the mask. "You ruined us," he said. "All of us. For your library." "Put it down," Officer Chen said. Gun steady. Kyle struck the lighter. Flame. My heart stopped. And then I stepped forward. Before Damian could grab me. "Kyle," I s

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CHAPTER 66: HE'S NOT THE ONLY ONE

The interrogation room was small. White walls. One table. Kyle sat with his head in his hands. Agent Reyes across from him. Damian and I watched from behind the glass. "He's giving us names," Reyes said over the speaker. "Two of them." She wrote on a notepad. Slid it across. Name 1: Derek Vance. Former Cole Industries. Accounting. Fired 9 months ago. Name 2: Marcus Hale. Former Cole Industries. Security. Quit 6 months ago. "Both still in the city," Reyes said. "Both angry. Both blaming you." Damian didn't blink. "Arrest them." "We already did," Reyes said. "30 minutes ago." --- By noon it was on the news. 3 ARRESTS IN COLE INDUSTRIES THREAT CASE FBI SAYS DANGER HAS PASSED Damian turned the TV off. "Is it really over," I asked. "The criminal part," he said. "Yes." He said it like he didn't believe it. --- That night we went home. No officers outside. No cameras. Damian checked the locks anyway. Once. Then stopped himself. "Old habits," he said.

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CHAPTER 67:LAST LETTER

"Case closed." Agent Reyes said it on a Monday. In person. At the library. "All three charged. No threat left. You’re clear." Damian exhaled. Like he’d been holding his breath for months. "Thank you," he said. Reyes smiled. "And good news. City approved the grant. $80,000. For security. Cameras. Doors. The works." I looked at Damian. He looked at me. "We can keep it open," I said. "Yeah," Damian said. "We can." --- That week felt different. No police cars. No news vans. Just people. Parents. Kids. Students. Lila brought us a drawing. The library. With a big sun. And us holding hands in front. Damian put it on the wall. --- Friday. First author event. We were nervous. Would anyone come? By 6PM, 200 people were in folding chairs. Spilling into the aisles. Local author. Mystery novel. She read a chapter. Signed books after. Kids asked questions. Adults bought coffee. Mara handled the register. At one point Damian leaned over to me. "See

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CHAPTER 68:SHE SAYS YES AGAIN

AGAIN The backyard of the library didn't look like a wedding venue. It looked better. String lights in the trees. Folding chairs. Books stacked as tables. Sunflowers in mason jars. 50 people. All the people who stayed. Mara was crying before it started. Lila was the flower girl. She threw petals and books. Agent Reyes came in her uniform. "Off duty," she said. "Couldn't miss this." --- I wore a simple dress. White. From the boutique on 3rd. $120. Damian wore a suit. Navy. No tie. Sleeves rolled up. No prenup. No lawyers. No cameras from the press. Just us. The officiant was the old librarian from downtown. She'd retired last year. Came back for us. "Dearly beloved," she said. "We're here because two people chose each other. Not money. Not status. Each other." Damian looked at me. Didn't look away the whole time. --- Vows. "I chose you when I had nothing to offer," he said. "And I'd choose you again with

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CHAPTER 69: STARTING FROM ZERO

The email was still open on the counter. BANKRUPTCY FILED. COLE INDUSTRIES IS DONE. Damian stared at it. Didn't blink. Didn't move. "Say something," I said. "What's there to say," he said. "It's gone." Not angry. Not sad. Just... empty. --- By morning, it was everywhere. FAILED BILLIONAIRE LOSES EVERYTHING COLE EMPIRE COLLAPSES My phone wouldn't stop. Reporters. Old coworkers. Strangers. Damian turned his off. Put it in a drawer. "Let them talk," he said. --- Day 2. The notices started. Mortgage company. Car company. Credit cards. We sat at the kitchen table. Papers spread out. "We have 30 days," Damian said. "To get out of the house." "And the cars," I said. "And..." He didn't finish. "What do we have left," I asked. He looked up. "The library," he said. "The lease is in both our names. It's paid through next year. From the grant." I reached across the table. Took his hand. "We still have each other," I said. "And we have books." He sque

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