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If it was impossible in reality, then I would settle for this. “This was the right choice.” I breathed out. I didn't know what the hell I had to repeat, or why it didn't feel as convincing but I pushed away those thoughts. This was the only logical conclusion. Dropping my phone, I stood up, rearranging the mess my table had become when my gaze landed on one of the pages, stopping me short. A line on one of the reading materials. ‘Men go to far greater lengths to avoid what they fear than to obtain what they desire. —Dan Brown.’

Brown watched the scene unfold, a strange feeling stirring in his chest. Tonight... for the first time in two years... Master Damian seems like his old self. ***

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 was inevitable.” The man lowered his eyes. “Every man believes he can leave the table before the game ends,” Dan continued. “Bruno thought walking away would protect his son. He forgot that protection is only an illusion when the board is still moving.” He dismissed the man with a wave of his hand. The door closed quietly behind him. Dan stood there for a long while, listening to the silence settle again. He liked silence. It was the space between decisions — the place where clarity lived. On his desk lay a folder, untouched since the auction. Inside were reports — Antonio’s movements, the twins’ most recent disappearances, and a note about a disturbance involving Nathan Hawkins. Each fi

“I regret every decision that brought me to this moment.” “You’ll survive,” Emma replied. “I sincerely hope so.” The room quieted as Daniel began reading. He took his time, turning each page carefully. Every so often he nodded to himself, while Nova watched him with the unmistakable anxiety of someone waiting for an important answer. When he finally closed the notebook, he remained silent for several seconds. “Well?” Nova asked. “It is beautiful.” She let out a relieved breath. “But…” “I knew there was a but.” Daniel smiled apologetically.

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Autumn Ville would never want to make an acquaintance with me. I shook my head off the thoughts. I’ve always enjoyed reading Dan Brown’s books because they’ve always caught my interest. Unlike other thrillers, the book holds a lot of non-fiction stuff and many different plot twists that one would least expect. I heard a screeching of the chair and looked up from my book to look at Sapphire. “Hi.” She said and flipped her hair behind her shoulders. “Hello.” I smiled at her. “I can’t believe Sean ditched me today.” She muttered.

The sun had set. Alexis ‘Lexi’ Brown looked at her cellphone. She was only a few minutes away from her destination. Lexi had become a travel blogger and writer after her mother had won the state lottery six months ago. Lexi’s mother had split the eighty-four million dollar jackpot with her daughters.

As soon as I cleared the Sydney airport checkpoint on Sunday afternoon, I headed straight for the bookstore. A pile of hardcover books near the entrance caught my eye. The pyramid under construction highlighted Wild, the new book by one of the most popular novelists. The clerk attached “autographed copy” stickers to the covers, which, with their mysterious flames in yellow and red on a black background, gave them a garish touch, drawing attention. As a sociologist specializing in the study of Brazilian aborigines, I knew Daniel. He had aboriginal ancestry and wrote paranormal mystery stories starring a Brazilian aboriginal policeman.

Daniel finished, pulling out his phone, and started dialing when Barbara said, "Oh, no need to disturb Mr. Thornton with something as small as this. I can handle it. So are you vouching for her?" "Yes, I am." She then went on to ask Daniel a series of questions while I checked out the books they had close to the desk on a rack that spun. I saw a book that reads Protective Custody: The Demon King. Interesting, another fantasy-type story. I picked it up and went back to Daniel's side. They were just finishing up, and Barbara returned Daniel's form of ID. "I would like this to be my first book." I said, looking expectantly at Barbara."