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Message sent: `TO: DAMIAN COLE` `SUBJECT: WE HAVE EVERYTHING` --- *DAY 792: 6:00 AM - THE FIRST EMAIL* COLE MANSION. Damian’s eyes opened. Phone notification: 1 new mail. `unknown@darkmail.onion` He opened it. `Mr. Cole,` `Congratulations.` `Your company data: 2.3 TB` `Your wife's private paintings: 400 files` `Your family videos: 87 clips` `Your bank accounts: All` `Price: 20 Million USD`

"Had a man at my door nearly an hour later." "I found mine in a library book!" A young, thin guy called out, "I go to the library all the time, and it was sitting right there, in the first book I touched!" "I wonder why they don't just mail it to us." A young Hispanic girl laughed, "Think of all the magic they use just to send us our invitation." "I'm pretty sure the Iridescence Pack doesn't have a mail service." An older gentleman with salt and pepper hair replied.

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I knew something wasn’t right, but I wasn’t about to complain. “You just need to stay here for 20 minutes”, the voice said once again and pushed something into my chest. I heard the door whine and the lights come on, but I was all alone now. Guess fairies don’t disappear in puffs of dust anymore, they come through doors. I sat down on the floor and looked at the book in my hand. It had no name and looked well-used. I opened it to find a well-written simplified version of my notes. I got down to it and continued my revision.

I simply reply, “I’m available any time the next few days, any time is good for me.” I shut my laptop, looking confused. “Is everything okay?” Josh turns around and looks at me. I look around, admiring the beautiful home that I’ve built over the past ten years, the beautiful home that Antonio added his touches to. “I think so.” I get up and head out to the deck and to the driveway. My mailbox is about half way up my drive. As I’m hobbling up the drive, I really need this boot off! I get to my mailbox and open it up, mail comes pouring out at me. Wow, this is unexpected, I hardly ever get mail. I pick up everything and shut the box and head back to the house. I begin to flip through the mail,

Chapter 5 Eden pov The first thing that came up on my screen was the mail, two mail, the rejection mail and a notice mail. My eyes narrowed as I clicked the mail open. It was hard to keep my mouth closed as my jaw slacked opened. “What the hell is this?” my eyes skimmed through the rest of the mail, this couldn’t be happening. They were speeding up the process, why now? They gave me two months to get things ready and they were ready to close it down by the end the week.

River – POV The first thing they noticed was the mail. Not because it was different. Just… because it wasn’t. Same stack. Same quiet. Same strange emptiness in the handwriting on the envelopes — like everything sent to them arrived from some faraway place that didn’t understand intimacy. Cable bill. A note from the publisher about foreign rights. A card from Eliza, who always wrote something poetic in the return address. But no letter. Not the letter. Not yet. They told themselves that was good. That it meant she was safe, untouched by the past.

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