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“An alliance. You have to marry my daughter.” *** Cielo drove in her car until she arrived at an apartment building outside the city. She parked her car outside, took her bags, and got in. The lights were switched off, so she turned them on, making the room look bright again. It was really empty except for the few pieces of furniture in the room. She dropped her laptop on the study table, switched it on, and inserted a flash drive. She had duplicated all the documents she had stolen from Giovanni. One for herself, one for the organization.

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Nova’s fingers curled tighter around the journal. Later that night, the house was quiet. The kind of calm that hums with tension just beneath the surface. Nova sat cross-legged on the rug in Damian’s office, the journal now open in her lap. Pages lay scattered around her, some handwritten in English, others in rough Romanian, Damian translated. Between the faded ink and cryptic references, it read like a war map disguised as a memoir. Damian stood over a desk by the window, speaking low into a secure burner phone in Romanian. His voice was taut. Sharp.

It contains all his jobs with the triad and some other information about Nova, Eerie and some businessmen. He read the folder about Nova. He heard the name before and followed her tracks in Spain until she didappear seven years ago and found her in Italy. Jim knows Nova. Although he was working with the triad, Nova's identity was hidden from him, but he knows her. He was the first person outside of the trisd who knew Nova. Then goes Eerie folder. He tried to open it but it was encrypted with passwords and because Stephen and Massimo doesn't know about the files, he cannot ask some help with the technical team and had to do it himself.

Snow began falling again in the afternoon, thick and dense, pounding the tall windows of Cassel Estate like fine needles that never tire. The night felt colder than usual—as if winter itself had sharpened the increasingly brutal scent of war between Adrian and Clarisse. In the Cassel family’s private living room, Damian placed a document in a black folder and handed it to Enola. His sharp eyes watched his wife, who was now sitting on a long chair with Nova in her lap, while Neo slept in a wool-covered baby swing.

“He has not; I forbade him. But I have had enough of it, and now I go to him, since he, being in service, cannot come to me. I intended to ask of you and my benefactress a refuge for this maiden while I went to Rashroff alone; but since you say that it is safe everywhere, I will take her. She is curious, the magpie, to see the world. Let her look at it.” “And let people look at her,” put in Zastar. “Ah, they would have nothing to see,” said the young lady, out of whose dark eyes and mouth, fixed as if for a kiss, something quite different was speaking. “An ordinary puss, nothing more than a puss!” said Sir Novoveski. “But if she sees a handsome officer, something may happen; therefore I chos

Killian exhaled again. “I’ll send you the file.” The line went dead. And Aria stood alone in the safehouse, phone in her hand, breath shallow. Because now she didn’t know what was worse: That Cassian betrayed her… Or that she still wanted to believe he didn’t. The file came through at 2:07 a.m. Nova had the encryption cracked by 2:11. Aria sat cross-legged on the floor beside her, her coffee untouched, her breath quiet. Nova didn’t say anything when the document loaded.

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