LOGINIvan's Pov
Castro was in the penthouse when we got there.
He was sitting in one of the main chairs with his hands visible and the lights on and he looked at us the way men look when they have already decided how something ends.
"Nephews," he said.
Nikolai said nothing. I said nothing.
"You were always going to find me," Castro said and leaned forward with his elbows on his kn
Ivan's PovThe convoy reached the perimeter before we finished moving Ace to the interior room. The first breach happened at the north access point exactly where Rem had predicted it would.Fifteen personnel confirmed. Possibly more behind the lead vehicles. We had Rem, myself, Nikolai, and two senior Syndicate operatives who had stayed loyal through the transfer. The math was not comfortable."Interior positions." Nikolai was already moving. His voice was the flat operational version that meant everything personal had been compressed somewhere deep. Only the problem in front of him existed. "Rem on the east corridor. Milo and Serra on the west. Ivan with me on the main approach.""Ace.""Interior room. Locked. Rem has the override if the directive activates again."I looked at Ace. He sat against the wall in the position we had placed him. His eyes were half-focused. The clarity from before still held but visibly thinned at every edge."Stay in that room. No matter what you hear.""I
Ace's PovThe clarity was already thinning when I spoke. The edges of my own thoughts started to blur the way the walls had blurred hours ago. I knew with absolute certainty that whatever window I had left was closing faster than any of us could fight it."Listen to me. Both of you, right now, while I can still say this clearly.""We are listening." Nikolai knelt in front of me. His throat was still bruised from where my own hands had nearly ended him."I do not know how long I can hold this back. If I lose it again, I might not stop next time. I might actually kill one of you. Both of you. I will not even know I did it until whatever is left of me wakes up inside a body that has already done something unforgivable.""We will restrain you." Ivan's voice was firm. "We will find a way to hold you until this passes.""It is not passing. Rem said it
Nikolai's PovI had fought Ivan once, years ago, in a sparring session that had gone too far between two brothers testing exactly how much each could take. I had never imagined I would one day be fighting Ace with the same controlled brutality.His fists drove at me with a precision that had none of his usual instinct in it. Only mechanical execution of something programmed beneath his skin."Ace. Stop."He did not stop. His eyes were flat. Distant. The person I loved was trapped somewhere behind a face that kept moving toward me with lethal intent."Ivan, get back. I have him.""You do not have him." Ivan circled wide. His jaw was already swollen from the first hit. "Nobody has him right now."Ace came at me again, faster than before. I caught his wrist before the strike landed. I twisted hard enough that anyone else
Ivan's PovThe screen went dark. Ace's body seemed to lock in place. Caught between whatever instruction had been embedded and the will fighting against it from somewhere underneath."Ace." Nikolai's voice was quiet. "Look at me. Just me."Ace's eyes found Nikolai's face. For a long moment it seemed like the worst of it had passed. His shoulders dropped slightly. His breathing slowed.Then his expression went flat again. All at once. Like a switch had been thrown somewhere deep inside him."Ace."He turned toward me. The punch landed before I had time to brace for it. His fist connected with my jaw hard enough to send me backward into the wall. The impact drove the breath from my lungs, the room tilted. I forced myself back upright."Ace, stop." Nikolai moved to intercept him.Ace turned on
Ace's PovThe walls had started breathing somewhere around the third hour. A slow expansion and contraction. I knew it was not real, i could not stop watching anyway."Nikolai. The walls.""I see them too." His voice came from somewhere close. His hand was steady against my arm. Steady felt like the wrong word for something that kept dissolving at the edges every time I tried to focus on it."You do not see them. You are lying to make me feel less insane.""I am not lying." Ivan spoke from my other side. "I am telling you they are not breathing. Your eyes are telling you something, your brain has decided to believe it."Rem had arrived forty minutes ago. His equipment was spread across the small table in whatever room we had retreated to. His face carried the specific tightness of someone working against a clock he did not fully understand.
Nikolai's PovI crossed the room before the syringe was even fully empty. My hands closed around her wrist. The damage was already done by the time I forced her away from him.Ace stumbled backward. His hand went to his neck. His face shifted into something pale and unfocused that had not been there a second ago."What did you give him." My voice came out as something close to a roar."Something new." She was completely unbothered. She stepped back toward her chair. "Untested on humans, technically. I had it prepared as a contingency. In case the antidote conversation went exactly the way it just went.""You poisoned him again." Ivan had moved to Ace's other side. Both of us held him upright as his legs began to fail."I did not poison him. This is something different. I genuinely do not know what it will do to him. That is precisely what makes
Ace's PovThe don's message was still on the screen when we reached the safe house. I read it four more times on the drive and by the time we were inside I had the full shape of the problem in front of me.Nikolai did not know about the mess
Nikolai's PovThe bullet had gone into his side and the surgeon said it had missed everything critical by a margin that made me understand for the first time in my life what the word margin actually meant.I had been in the chair beside his
Ivan's PovFour hours.The extraction was planned for two in the morning and the wedding was now in four hours and the gap between those two facts was the entire problem.Rem put the Caruso communication on the table. Th
Ace's PovThe white dress was still in the box on the floor when I sat down at the table with Ivan at seven in the morning.Neither of us touched the box.Ivan had his coffee in both hands and he was looking at the table and not at me. We had not spoken since Nikolai showed us the card. The silence







