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"I'm flying! I'm actually flying! Take that, Microsoft Flight Simulator 2020!" Jack looked at the radar. The Council's drones were turning, locking onto them. "Don't celebrate yet," Jack said. "Go North. Fast."

Olivia exclaimed with a surprised and annoyed look. "Haha. You can say that. But it's all clear. If you don't believe me, go to Dad's office in the third row of bookshelves, right next to the book called Starting a Business. You take that book, and you'll see there's a secret room there. You'll find out all the facts there," Jacki said. "But of course, you won't be able to go there because it's your last night alive." "So, if you want to find out everything I've kept secret, sign quickly, and I'll let you go. Look, Oliv, I'm not as talented as you think," Jacki joked as she released her grip.

Jack led her through twists and turns until the air grew warmer, carrying the distant scent of bread and smoke. They emerged behind the kitchens, hidden by stacked crates and barrels. Lira collapsed to her knees and Jack crouched beside her. “You’ll go to the river road,” he said. “Follow it until dawn. There’s a trader’s camp two miles south. Tell them Jack of Blackwood sent you.” She looked up at him, eyes shining. “You risked everything for me.” He swallowed. “Go.” She hesitated, then threw her arms around him. “Thank you,” she whispered fiercely. “I won’t forget this.”

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Chapter 9 Before heading back to the ranch, Jack stopped at a small bookstore. Since he didn’t know Charlotte’s reading tastes, he decided to ask the sales assistant for help. When he entered the store, he was greeted by a middle-aged woman with glasses perched on the tip of her nose and a warm smile. “Hello, may I help you, Mr. Colt?” she asked. “Yes, I hope so,” replied Jack, looking somewhat flustered. “I’m looking for some books for my fiancée, but I’m not sure what she likes to read.”

Jack demanded. “Old harbor district. Warehouse 19. Midnight.” Raul tossed him a small device a jammer. “You’re gonna need that. She’s wired into half the city.” Jack took it without a word and turned away. He didn’t need to ask why Raul was helping him; in their world, debts were currency, and Raul owed him plenty. Kendall lay awake in her apartment, unable to shake the unease gnawing at her chest. She’d tried calling Jack twice, but both times the line went straight to voicemail.

"Alright, let's do it." The vendor held out his scanning gun and scanned the ring and then Jack's cuff. "Have a very nice day!" He said as they left. "Anything else we need?" Jack asked. "How about a book?" Lexi said. Jack laughed. "Alright, let's see if we can find a bookstore. I'm warning you, they might not have any in paper." Lexi frowned. "Can we at least look?" Jack nodded.

If that's the norm, I won't care if I'm included or not. I just went to the library to read a book about Eleftheria. Maybe there is information there about the volcano. I will just pour out my anger and annoyance there. I am being immature and I don't understand myself either. The Palace library is spacious. Even if I spend a year reading it I won't finish all the books. Fortunately, it's easy to find what you need to read here because there are names. I went to the row where there were books about different parts of Valeria. I saw there a book about Samona, Caracass, Avalone, and Valencia. There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye.

The living room of Cheyenne and Gunner’s cabin had become a war room. Maps littered the table and floors, their edges curled and frayed. Ancient books lay cracked open beneath flickering candles, pages filled with symbols most couldn't decipher without Chelsea’s help. A wall was dedicated to scribbled notes, battle routes, enemy profiles, and prophecies—some of them recent visions, others as old as Umbraeth itself.

I already balanced the accounts from yesterday and started on today's reports. I stand, the pins and needles from sitting too long-running hot up and down my legs. Opening the door, little Eurydice is standing at the entrance. "I'm done with today's studies! Ready to play Hide and Seek, Jessa?" I can only smile at the little girl's energy. "I'll start counting when we reach the courtyard, little mistress," I tell her with a big smile. I reach out my hand, and Eurydice grabs it without hesitation. We walk in companionable silence towards the courtyard. I am passing murals of the underworld on the way.