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I said, and Linda nodded. Wilson soon brought the laptop, and I connected the drive to it. On it was a folder labelled Files. Inside that folder were other folders marked Desktop, downloads, and documents. We went through them, and they all had just one file. Each had a document file of lists of names. The one in the downloads was from an email, while the others were screenshots of a folder. The information wasn't coherent initially, but it soon made sense. By the time we finished going through the drive, we had found over eighty names of the members of the uprising.

And the parts that weren't dangerous, were uncontained, broken from any mold anyone could ever press him into. There was something singularly terrifying about that. "Pay you..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. He flicked open the black velvet box and brandished a ring. "Mr. Astor, I have no idea what you are suggesting but-" I rushed over and snapped the box shut as though if I hid the silver band and winking diamond it would just disappear. He smirked down at me, "Rather bold of you Miss Ellis, there would be a lot of people who would kill for this opportunity."

"I see you're finally cooperating with-" His breath hitched when he looked back at Madeline. She was holding his notepad in her hands, reading the list with a confused expression. Her eyes slowly looked up to meet his. "What is this?" ----- "So, yeah. I possess you for a quick moment, then I'll be able to possess something stronger than a human. While I'm in your body, he'll turn you into a direwolf, and you'll survive, since familiars are much stronger than humans. Sounds good?" The cat explained, sitting on top of the desk.

The four-hour drive from Brookhaven to Ashcroft University was supposed to feel like a cinematic transition—the kind with a sun-drenched highway, a perfectly curated indie-pop playlist, and the wind catching my curls just right in the rearview mirror. ​Instead, it felt like being trapped inside a mobile storage unit that smelled aggressively of Talia's salt-and-vinegar chips and my mother's lavender fabric softener.

How else will I ever be able to get him to feel better when I only know bits and pieces. With a rock in my throat, already hating myself for doing this, I leaned forward and typed his name. Nikolas Virachi showed up on the top, and when I pressed it, a bunch of different files came up, confusing me at first. Randomly, I picked one of them, and inside it, a bunch of subfiles came to the screen as well. The one named as Videos grabbed my attention the most and I opened it up.

I decided to go after attending a meeting at the company. I dozed off while thinking of Mabel, I found myself dreaming. In the dream, I saw Mabel. A few hours later, I was up and ready to go to the meeting and It lasted for over an hour. I was the CEO of Ryder Enterprises, a leading real estate development and investment firm, I couldn't concentrate because the thought of seeing Mabel filled my mind. I could barely hear what they said at the meeting because I just wanted to be out of there. I was never this unprofessional; I didn't play when it came to my company, but today was different. I didn't want to be here. When the meeting ended I got up and dashed away to my car and drove to Hazel’s

With time, the masses will forget. “What was in there?” I asked them. They both stopped their nagging and stared at me for a moment, as if asking me what I was talking about. “The files that got leaked to the Sinclairs, what exactly was in it?” At that moment I saw it. Fear. Naked and undisguised in their eyes. Holy shit, was it that bad? My mother nervously looked around, making sure no one was listening in. “This…” My father sighed. “Your Grandfather stole the company from someone.”

“Just the instructions. Deliver to Veritas Media. Priority desk.” She took it. Didn’t blink. Didn’t flinch. Just watched him disappear into the alley below. Back at her workspace, she scanned the envelope twice with no tracking, no chemical tampering. Inside? A basic black flash drive. She plugged it in on a closed system. No auto-run. Just a single folder: “Untouched.” Inside: twenty-three files. Video. Raw. Uncompressed. She clicked the first. Vivienne again but not alone. Three masked men.

“Then prove it.” Arun hesitated. Then slowly reached into his coat. He pulled out a small encrypted drive. Lena’s eyes flickered with interest. “Well, well…” Arun connected the drive to the tablet. A file opened. Old. Hidden. Protected. Alina stepped closer. “What is that?” “Your father’s record.” Her heart started pounding again. “That’s impossible.” “He worked under a different name.” The screen flickered. A photo appeared. A younger version of her father.

“Drive safe.” The call ends. I stare at my phone for another few seconds before putting it away. I wish I could tell her everything. I just do not know what "everything" is yet. I return to the archive and click another folder marked Historical Event Files. More documents appear. I scroll through them carefully. Meeting notes. Volunteer assignments. Old announcements. Then I notice something strange. One folder contains six files. I click the first one. It opens, and I d******d it.