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Three years passed. I sat in my room at the research facility, flipping through case notes. Outside, the sky had grown dark. I had removed my phone card on the third day after I left. I received one message from Vincent. "Where are you? I will come find you." I did not reply. I never saw his name on my phone again. I thought he would eventually stop. He did.

Just a week before New Year's Eve, he incurred a massive debt of 300 thousand dollars. "We have reason to believe that Howard's disappearance was to create confusion while putting on a show alongside Zane and Timothy." Finally, the cold, hard truth was being revealed little by little before everyone. There were no innocent victims or sincere brotherhood, just three people who became entangled with one another because of their own secrets and gains.

It was like a storm had passed through, but the destruction it left behind was still settling. Cole remained near the window, his back partially turned to me. His phone buzzed constantly…calls, messages, people trying to get through to him…but he ignored most of them. Every now and then, he would check the screen, his brows furrowing, but he never answered. I sat on the couch, curled up with my legs tucked under me, scrolling through the news. Vanessa’s face was everywhere. Even with her disguise, she had been recognized. Someone at a motel in another city had spotted her, but by the time authorities arrived, she was gone. She had fled to a shop nearby, hoping to disappear in the crowd, but

I muttered, piecing it together. Jackson nodded. "It seems like it. But she didn’t make it all the way. She stopped halfway down the hall, and then... she vanished." "Vanished?" Matteo’s voice was sharp now, his full attention on Jackson. Jackson nodded grimly. "There’s no footage of her leaving that hallway. No exit through the main doors. It’s like she disappeared into thin air." Valerie narrowed her eyes. "That’s not possible." But Jackson’s face remained tense. "I didn't say it was. But it gets worse."

"She paused. Looked at us. "Vivienne Laurent is unreachable. She's disappeared."

“Someone has to be.” His gaze shifted to me, softer. “You should go. You have earned it, Lilith.” “As well as the rest of you,” he said, smiling at the staff who had worked tirelessly for this competition. “And Cassian?” I asked without thinking. That earned me a chorus of shrugs. “He disappeared,” Tyla said. “Literally vanished. All calls keep going straight to voicemail.” I frowned slightly. Cassian vanishing wasn’t unusual….but tonight felt different. Still, I forced the thought aside.

“Evans, come on, go ahead and spill everything.” “So I do not want to seem too forward, but that pattern is common amongst people who are trying to hide tgemself away from the authorities or if they do not want to be found at all.. We tech guys call it, Vanish.” he explained. “And?” “What I am trying to explaining is this, Vanish is a protocol when a person wants to erase himself from the system. It takes a lot of tech work. Whoever did this has been planning it for weeks, if not months… so I did something while searching, I ran a face recognition on the guy, and he wasn't registered in the data base and neither was Ms Maria.” he explained.

It didn't take long before a deathly silence descended upon the room. The lights were switched on again, revealing the empty spot between Tiffany and me. There was a slight indent on the couch where Rosalie had been sitting. It was still warm when I touched it. Rosalie's body heat hadn't even dissipated yet. Tiffany and I exchanged fearful glances. "Where's Rosalie?" Tiffany asked. Rosalie had disappeared from right under our noses. My teeth began to chatter as a wave of despair washed over me. The commenters were actually capable of making us disappear into thin air!

After a long pause, he sighed. "Nick," he said, "aren't you going to explain?" I replied steadily, "Dad, do you believe me? If you do, there's no need for an explanation. I'll show you the truth soon." After hanging up, I went on with life as usual. For a week, the scandal stayed glued to the top of the trending charts. Both Hilary and I were dragged through the mud. She vanished without a trace, while Ross fanned the flames online, escalating the pressure—not just on me, but on my parents and the company.

Most of them, I assume, went under. Alex let out a harsh breath. " No. They went beneath, but they also accomplished more. She vanished. Emery wrinkled her brow. "What do you mean to be "disappeared"? Their whole lives was gone, really. Nothing, no bankruptcy records, no liquidation reports, no employee lawsuits. The chiefs? Gone. Voters? Invisible. They seemed to never have existed. A icy shudder slithered down Emery's back. "That's not feasible." Turning the TV towards her, Alex added, "That's what I thought too." I thus kept searching. I searched into old archives, personal history, even real estate transactions, transcending the company records. And then I came onto this.