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Uncle Lukas is texting me directly. I’ve already got a ping in the system. Sending the profile to you now. I’m glad you two are safe, kid. XXX

he warned. "I know, it's a burner phone so it's not, it's how I let Zoe know I'm ok." I informed him, rolling my eyes. "We'll it ain't gonna work out here Sug," he said. "Obviously, and since I'm on swamp arrest I need you to press the send button for me. When the little Nokia chirped on I clicked on the only contact labeled Miss Z and clicked and typed away. 'Safe for now, stay low, no service, friends,'

I rolled my eyes and sipped on my wine when a message popped up. … From: +639200567891 I hope you're fine now. … That's what the message is. Who the hell is this? And what is he saying that he hopes I'm fine? I ignored the message when another came from the same number. … From: +6639200567891 I know you're wondering who I am. Just think that I'm your hero ;). … My brows arched. What the fuck is he saying? A hero? Cringe! Whoever is it, he’s saying nonsense.

My fingertips slid over glass as I try to identify the foreign object. A phone. It buzzes as I bring it out, the screen lighting up with a message from a number saved as “Hawthorne.” I don’t have to guess which brother it is, because the message gives me all the clues I need. “It has a GPS tracker. It’ll only turn on if you treat it like a freebie. You wouldn’t want an innocent person going to jail over property theft, would you?” I roll my eyes at the not-so-subtle threat, but a smile creeps up on my lips all the same. I type a reply. “You’re trying to discredit a witness. That’s illegal in many states.” It goes through with a whoosh.

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"Fuck." “That was my exact thought," the man said, chuckling. " Anyway, I just sent you a secure link and a temporary password,” he said, his voice going serious. "Please don't d******d anything and if you need to keep an information, take a picture of the screen with another phone instead of screenshotting it. And when you’re done, you erase every trace. If this ever comes back to us, we're dead.” Jared closed his eyes briefly. “I understand.”

The guy said, "No, I can't wait as I am already late for my class. So bye." But I think I have seen him before. Now I should go and see what notice he is talking about? My mobile is vibrating. Who the hell is texting now? Oh! it's from f******k. What? Someone shared a message. It's Kevin? What did he sent there? A picture of our school's notice board? What notice is it? The caption reads, "Cristill-a bad element"

⸻ *The Warning* The night had been a battlefield, but I walked out with my head held high. I had made them see me as something more than Damian’s discarded wife. I had planted the first seeds of doubt in their minds—doubt that maybe, just maybe, Aurora Sinclair was worth betting on. But as I stepped into the cool night air, my phone buzzed. A blocked number. A single message. Kau tidak akan berhasil melawan Damian. I stared at the words, my pulse steady but my grip tightening. A threat. A challenge. I lifted my head, scanning the street, but no one was there.

“My heart is still in progress, though... I'll sleep just a tiny bit. Wake up after sleeping... and drink again.” “Haha, yes.” No sooner had she finished speaking than Hyo-jin slumped over the table and slipped softly into sleep. After clearing away the surrounding glasses so she could sleep comfortably, Hyeon-sin drank all the remaining wine. Right at that moment— Um—. Hyeon-sin's mobile phone let out a low vibration sound. Checking the text message, Hyeon-sin was so shocked that she momentarily covered her mouth with her hand. [Code Name S. If you want to protect your people, absolutely do not come to the JJ Founding Event.]