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CHAPTER 32:: Adrienne Solano
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2026-03-12 09:31:33
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Fletcher opened the door before we even reached it, like he’d been standing there waiting.“I got Dominic’s message,” he said. “Come in. All of you.”His townhouse felt different this time. Warmer somehow, lived in, lamps already lit in the front room like he’d known we would need light more than anything else tonight. He’d set out water glasses on the table without being asked, more of them than the five of us needed, like he’d been preparing for a crowd larger than the one that actually showed up.Petra limped in last, leaning heavily on Camille, and Fletcher’s eyes went to her leg immediately.“Sit,” he said, pulling a cushion from another chair and setting it under the coffee table for her foot before anyone else had even taken off their coat. “I’ll get ice.”Dominic set the picture frame down on the coffee table without a word. Fletcher paused halfway to the kitchen, looked at it, and something crossed his face I couldn’t quite read.“Rosalind,” he said quietly.“You knew her,” I
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 124: The Box
“Everyone out of the apartment. Now.”The specialist’s voice left no room for argument. She was already moving toward the door, the box cradled carefully in both gloved hands, her body angled to keep it as far from her own chest as possible.Dominic grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the hallway. Camille had Petra’s other side, half carrying her, and we all pressed against the far wall as the specialist carried the box past us, slow, deliberate, each step measured like the floor itself might betray her.“Stairwell,” she said. “Not the elevator. Go.”We went.I don’t remember most of the stairs. I remember Dominic’s hand never leaving mine, gripping so tight it hurt, and I remember Petra’s breath coming in short gasps beside me, her hurt ankle screaming with every step but her mouth never once complaining. Camille’s arm stayed locked around Petra’s waist the whole way down, both of them moving as one unsteady unit past floor after floor of doors that stayed shut, neighbors with no
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 123: What They Found
The waiting was the worst part.Camille kept both hands wrapped around mine, tight enough to hurt, and neither of us said anything for a long time. The garage entrance sat there in the dark, swallowing the world, giving nothing back. Somewhere above us, four floors up maybe, or five, I couldn’t tell anymore, three people I loved were looking for a fourth.I counted the seconds by my own pulse, because it was the only clock I had that felt honest.Then my phone rang.Dominic.I answered so fast I nearly dropped it. “Tell me.”“We found her.” His voice was rough, out of breath. “Selene, we found her.”“Is she okay?”A pause that lasted too long. I heard footsteps on his end, uneven, someone half walking and half being carried.“She’s alive,” he said. “She’s hurt. Not too bad, I don’t think, but she’s scared and she’s shaking and she needs a hospital.”“What happened?”“Reyes never showed up. He sent someone else instead. She got separated from the security team in a stairwell, someone g
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 122: The Window
“How long before he realizes you’re not coming,” Dominic asked.Petra checked the time on her phone, hands still shaking. “I don’t know. Twenty minutes, maybe. He said to hurry.”“Where does he want to meet you.”“A parking garage on Forty-Second. Level three. He said to come alone.”“We call the police,” Dominic said. “Now. With everything we have.”“That takes time we don’t have,” Adrienne said. “I still have contacts from the Solstice days. People who move faster than a report.”Petra had gone very still, listening to them argue about her like she wasn’t standing right there.“What if I go,” she said quietly.“Absolutely not,” Dominic said.“He thinks I’m still on his side,” Petra said. “If I show up wired, with people watching from a distance, he might say something on tape we can actually use tonight instead of six months from now. Let me do something that helps instead of just apologizing to you for the rest of my life.”Dominic pulled out his own phone and called his father’s s
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 121: Face To Face
Petra crossed the coffee shop floor fast, weaving between tables, and stopped two feet from ours.Up close, she looked wrecked. Hair falling out of its usual clip. Eyes red like she’d been crying, or trying not to. Her hands kept moving, twisting the strap of her bag over and over, like they needed something to do that wasn’t reaching toward me.“Selene,” she said. “Please. Let me explain.”I didn’t move. Camille half stood beside me, one hand hovering like she wasn’t sure if she needed to block Petra or just be ready to. My own heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.“You have thirty seconds,” I said. My voice came out flat and cold, nothing like myself.“It’s not what you think.” Petra’s hands were shaking. She wrapped her arms around herself, hugging her own ribs like she was trying to hold herself together by force. “I didn’t want to. I need you to know that first. I did not want to.”“You showed a stranger photos of my apartment.”“I know.” Her voice cracked. “I
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 120:: The Name
Camille’s phone kept buzzing.She looked down at it, frowning, then looked up at me.“Selene,” she said. “You need to see this.”I couldn’t move. The paper was still in my hand, one name staring back at me in plain black letters. My fingers had gone tight around the edges of it, creasing the paper without meaning to.Petra.“That can’t be right,” I said. My voice didn’t sound like my own. “Petra found the vendor file for me. She’s the one who dug up the old emails. She’s been helping this whole time.”“Or she’s been controlling what you found the whole time,” Adrienne said quietly. “Think about it. Who told you Reyes requested the liaison role personally? Who found the corrupted photo attached to the old file? Who always seemed to be one step ahead of you on this?”My stomach turned over. I set the paper down on the table because my hand had started shaking too hard to hold it steady.“No,” I said. “No, she brought me the vendor lead. Why would she do that if she was working with him?
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