Lahat ng Kabanata ng one night to steal my heart: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Caspian POVPriscilla read the email twice before setting her phone down, her expression carefully neutral in the way I'd come to recognize as her thinking through every possible legal angle before she said anything out loud."I want to be direct with you," she said finally. "This could be exactly what it claims to be. It could also be a distraction designed to pull your attention away from the actual investigation, or worse, an attempt to lure you somewhere dangerous under the guise of new information.""I know." I'd barely slept, running through the same calculations she was voicing now, unable to decide which possibility frightened me more. "But if there's even a chance someone else was involved in my father's death, I can't just ignore it.""Then we don't ignore it. We investigate it carefully, through channels that don't put you at personal risk." Priscilla's voice carried the particular firmness of someone who'd clearly had this argument with difficult clients before. "You are n

Elowen POVThe house felt different after Reyes's news, every window suddenly a possible vantage point, every unfamiliar car on the road beyond the gates a source of quiet, gnawing suspicion.Caspian spent most of the morning locked in calls with Detective Vance and Priscilla, coordinating a search that now spanned local police, federal authorities, and Reyes's own network of contacts, all of them chasing a man who had apparently known exactly when to disappear.I tried to keep Noah's routine as normal as possible, breakfast and morning cartoons and a promised trip to see Biscuit the pony, but even he seemed to sense the shift in the air, the way children often do without understanding why."Is something wrong?" he asked, poking at his cereal instead of eating it. "Everyone looks scared today."I knelt beside his chair, brushing his hair back from his forehead. "Grown up stuff, baby. Nothing you need to worry about.""You always say that."The observation landed with more weight than

 Elowen POVCaspian didn't speak on the drive home, his hands steady on the wheel now in a way that felt more unsettling than the earlier tension had, like something inside him had gone quiet in the aftermath of hearing exactly how his father died.I let the silence stretch until we reached the estate, until Noah was checked on and found peacefully asleep, until we were finally alone in our bedroom with nothing left to distract either of us from the weight of what we'd witnessed."Talk to me," I said softly, sitting beside him on the edge of the bed."I don't know what to say." His voice was hollow, exhausted in a way that went beyond physical tiredness. "For three years I told myself grief eventually fades, that time makes the loss easier to hold. And now I find out he was murdered, that he called my name while he was dying, and somehow that knowledge makes three years of grief feel like it wasn't even the right shape of grief at all. Like I

 Caspian POVPriscilla's call came early on a Tuesday morning, her voice carrying an energy I hadn't heard from her since this entire ordeal began."They're moving on the extradition," she said. "The country sheltering Desmond just announced new financial cooperation agreements with several allied nations, part of a broader diplomatic push we didn't even know was happening behind the scenes. His accounts there have been frozen as part of the agreement. Without access to his money, his welcome runs out fast.""How fast?""Days, possibly. Their government has signaled they're willing to expedite the process rather than risk broader diplomatic fallout over protecting a single fugitive." I could hear the barely contained excitement in her voice, unusual for someone normally so composed. "Caspian, this is it. This is what we've been building toward for weeks."I sat with the news for a long moment after ending the call, staring out my study

Caspian POVThe days after Desmond's arrest felt strange in a way I hadn't anticipated, the absence of fear leaving behind a kind of disorienting quiet neither Elowen nor I quite knew what to do with.Priscilla called two days later with an update that felt almost anticlimactic after everything we'd endured to reach it."He's been formally charged," she said. "Financial crimes, obstruction, and pending further investigation into your father's death, likely accessory to murder or a related charge depending on how the prosecutors decide to frame Julian's testimony. His lawyers are already discussing a plea arrangement, which honestly might be the fastest path to a guaranteed conviction, given how much evidence we've accumulated.""Would a plea deal mean less time?""Possibly. But it would also mean certainty, and after everything you and Elowen have survived, I think certainty is worth considering, even if it means he doesn't serve the absolute maximum sentence." Priscilla's voice softe