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Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

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I barely slept last night preparing for this day. "UGH!!!" In my frustration I accidentally knocked the book on my table and it hit the ground with a loud thud. Ace immediately ran and picked the book up. "What the hell are you doing!?" He yelled. "Books are precious artifacts for learning and you just throw them away because I am keeping you company!?" He flared up in anger and he inspected how much damage I have caused on the book. In that moment, I realized that I am not so unlucky after all. PRINCE Ace is a bookworm.

Colby asked. “Not much really. I’m not sure what I can do. It’s kind of tough.” Ace admitted. “What are your skills?” Marcus asked. “My folks own a book store at Moonlight so most of the time research, management, that kind of thing.” Ace answered. “You know, I saw that the Cloverland book store is looking for aclerk, and stock person. Maybe you can apply.” Norm suggested. “Thanks Norm. I’ll do that.” Ace said with a smile.

Ace wasn’t just a thorn in his side; he was becoming a legitimate threat. The small black book was what concerned Richard the most. It was filled with names, dates, and cryptic notes written in a code he didn’t fully understand. But one name kept appearing: The Tribunal. Richard had heard whispers of this group, a shadowy organization with ties to the underworld, politics, and international finance. If Ace was involved with them, it changed everything.

Even if a guy looks like a hairy mess on the outside, there still may be a dreamboat under it all. Three weeks have passed and kids stand in line to enter the gym for the “Ace the Fall Reading Festival ”. It's probably not the most clever slogan, but Kristina and I agreed that if we give the Aces some additional credit, we might be able to finagle them into helping every year.

Three rotating positions now, no face yet. I forwarded it to Nikolai without comment and went to work. Around midday I found Ace in the library. He had pulled three books off the shelf and was reading the back covers one after the other. "Finding anything useful," I said from the doorway. He looked up. "Depends on what useful means." "Are any of them interesting." He held one up. "This one is about the history of organised crime in Chicago. I feel like that is either very relevant or deeply ironic given where I am standing."

I quickly place the vodka where I saw it. I grab my phone which was laying on the counter and grab my purse, in search for her business card. I smile when I found it and quickly dialed her number. After two rings she picked up. "Hello? Sade Johnson on the line. How may I help you" I hear her speak. "This is Ola Smith. I want you to send me details about your son and his fiancee to know how I can get into their lives" I said before ending the call.

A text from an unknown number. *Dear Dr. Zanetti, I'm Clara Benson, Senior Editor at Meridian Books. I read your thesis abstract online and was incredibly impressed. I'd love to discuss the possibility of publishing it as a monograph. Are you free for a coffee next week?* Keira stared at the screen, her heart hammering. Meridian Books. One of the most respected independent publishers in the UK, known for their beautifully produced academic titles and their commitment to emerging voices. They'd published books she'd cited in her thesis. Books that had shaped her thinking.