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“The one that had you kidnapped." “Oh, Roman. I think Roman—" “Roman Vasili." Jules completed. Colton stared into her eyes, which were wide with realization. “Did you know the guy?" A picture of the crossed out name on Ethan's book flashed in her mind. But it wasn't long, she snapped out of it, leaning closer. “I saw something, Colton.” The man frowned. "What?” "A book.” She replied. "Ethan's book. A black covered book.”

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."

Because disobedience meant death. And maybe worse. --- Far in the distance, the last of Kael’s convoy sped through the forest roads, tires grinding against wet gravel, engines humming like shadows fleeing the storm. Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badge, Kael sat in the passenger seat, the ancient tome resting on his lap. The Book of Damned. Bound in something no one dared identify. Etched with runes that seemed to slither under the eye. Heavy as if filled with the weight of every soul it condemned.

I asked him. “The treasure has become scattered. Retrieve it.” I went into the tunnel and began collecting up the gold. What appeared to be a small scatter was misleading. There was a king’s ransom of coins and gemstones dislodged from the main pile. I gathered the pieces into my skirt. It seemed irreverent to simply pour the coins and stones onto the pile and I kept an eye on the golden-haired man as I did so. He did not look up from his book. The noise of them falling was impressive.

It was locked, just as promised. I handed him the key, my fingers trembling slightly. This was it. Aiman bounced on his toes. "Open it, open it!" Rami slid the key into the lock, turned it— And inside, there was actually gold, silver and a notebook? My arms ached from carrying our little one for so long, but I hadn’t wanted to put her down—not when she was so content, her tiny fingers curled against my shoulder as she dozed in the warm island breeze. Still, the moment Rami pulled that notebook from the treasure chest, my curiosity burned too strong to ignore.

I know that's what he wants to break me to where I'm just not fixable. We turn onto a bumpy road, I can't see anything, it's all black. I'm starting to get nervous is this where it's all going to start, the torture is it getting ready to begin? I become nervous, and I become scared, trying to hide the best that I can. Hoping that it won't last long and that maybe I will just black out. The car finally comes to a stop, oh shit we must be here. He looks at me and says, "stay here, I'll be right back.”

This was it. Leaning against a large, expensive desk, Tiana opened the journal with great respect. The delicate pages revealed secrets, and the faded ink told stories of forgotten legends and hidden truths. As she read the mysterious passages, she realized the significance, and her eyes widened, as those words had the power to change everything. But she had to stop or she'd be caught. Focus. After carefully closing the journal and putting it in her bag, Tiana felt excited and nervous The stolen treasure she now had could change their lives forever.

She saw Caleb and tried to run, but a guard caught her by the arm. "Caleb!" she screamed. "I’m here, Soph." Caleb didn't look at her. He kept his eyes on Collins. "The papers are in the safe house. The codes are in the ledger. Give her to me." "I have a better idea." Collins reached into his coat. He pulled out a small, black remote. "I don't want your money, Caleb. I’ve reached a level of wealth where numbers don't mean anything anymore. I want a show." "Matthew—"

"This isn't a hideout..." "It's a palace." Oliver's expression darkened. "No." "It's where corruption was born." Agent Ross slowly walked into the chamber. He examined one of the steel vaults. "It's government property." Oliver nodded. "Edward has spent decades stealing from governments all over the world." Emma carefully approached the round table. Resting on it... ...was a thick leather book. The cover read: THE FOUNDERS' RECORD She hesitated. Liam looked at her. "Do you think it's safe?"

It looked up at him through the glass. The same eye. The eye made of living letters. Its pupil narrowed. A single sentence echoed inside Adrian's mind. DO NOT BREAK THE FINAL SEAL. Before Adrian could react... the black book unlocked itself. A sharp metallic click echoed across the Silent Shore. The silver lock fell onto the wooden desk. No one had touched it. No one had spoken. The cover slowly lifted... just enough for a single page to become visible. And across that first page... only one sentence had been written.