The call came just after midnight, jolting Rosalind from restless sleep. Her father's voice carried through the thin wall separating their rooms, urgent and strained. She slipped out of bed and found him in the hallway, phone pressed to his ear, expression tight with alarm."Say that again," he said. "Slowly."She waited, heart pounding, until he finally lowered the phone, color drained from his face."Dad? What happened?""Someone tried to get into the clubhouse records room tonight. Hendricks caught them before they got far, but whoever it was got away before anyone could identify them.""Did they take anything?""Hendricks isn't certain yet. He's reviewing what's missing now." Her father rubbed his temple. "This is exactly the kind of escalation we feared."They dressed quickly and drove to the clubhouse, finding Hendricks waiting near the entrance, expression grim in the harsh security lighting."Whoever it was knew exactly where to look," Hendricks said, leading them toward the r
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