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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4 "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑟 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒....𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ~~ 𝑆𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑣

Amber said to him in a tone she didn’t recognize as her own. She didn’t wait to see his reaction. Hoped she’d fucking hurt him as she pulled the hood down over her head. Instantly, she felt suffocated, plunged into a deep darkness. She couldn’t breathe! This was how it all fucking ended, not with a bullet, but in this suffocating darkness… Chapter 41

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Jaxon read aloud. "When the false mother falls, the true gate wakes." Silence. Then Maddox murmured “I hate books.” Calder took the Codex from Jaxon and read the next line forming beneath it. "Four bloods. One heir. Return what was lost." The pulse under my palm kicked once. All three males froze. Then looked at me. Then at my stomach. Then at each other. “Oh no.” Jaxon murmured. “What?” I snapped. He pointed between me and the stairs. “You’re not the key, if that makes sens.”

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Chapter Three,The Book That Burns. She whispered, “No…” The final line appeared, slow and deliberate. Chapter Four, Olivia Dies or did she…?

My heart pounding against my chest. I looked at the picture of his chest, zooming in on the snake tattoo. Narrowing my eyes… Trying to make sense of it all. And that was when I saw it. Heat pounding through my body… As relief washed over me. Two minutes remaining. 21 JASMINE There were four numbers encased on the coils of the serpent. Four. Five. Three. Two. Wasting no time, I reached for the safe. Inputting the numbers into it. Four.

Faint, almost like it had been pressed in harder than the ink. Numbers. “4283” I moved closer to the window, tilting the paper toward the light. “The library-Locker 17. Saturday.” My breath caught. This wasn’t just a warning, it was an instruction.

Another labeled Response Variance. My fingers tighten around the page. I don’t need to understand every word to feel the weight of it. This wasn’t Livia’s. This was something she wasn’t supposed to keep. At the bottom of the page, faint but unmistakable, is a code I recognize instantly. H–47.

Julian looked at the page for a long moment. "I don't think it's asking who the fourth person was." He looked at Dani. "I think it's asking who survived to tell the story." --- The room grew quiet once more. Ethan leaned over the ledger. "There's something else." He pointed to the bottom corner of the page. A series of numbers had been scribbled in pencil. 2 - 14 - 16 - 17 Julian narrowed his eyes. "Not room numbers." "You don't think?" Julian shook his head.