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CHAPTER 59;; Camille Knows
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2026-03-30 06:00:58
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THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 127: Nine -Sharp
Nobody slept.By six in the morning we were all still at Fletcher’s townhouse, coffee going cold in mismatched mugs, Petra’s leg propped up and iced for the third time. Camille had fallen asleep sitting up around four and woken with a crick in her neck she kept rubbing without noticing she was doing it. Adrienne paced the length of the room in slow circles, phone pressed to her ear more often than not.“We go in together,” Dominic said. “Nobody splits off.”“Someone should stay with Petra,” Camille said. “She can’t run if something happens.”“I can run fine,” Petra said, already shifting to sit up straighter.“You limped into a coffee shop yesterday.”“I limped into a coffee shop after fighting off a man twice my size in a parking garage. I think I’ve earned the right to decide for myself.”“That’s not the point.”“It is exactly the point.”“Enough.” Dominic’s voice cut through both of them, sharp, his hand raised slightly like he could physically stop the argument. “We’re not doing t
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 126: The Call
My phone rang while Fletcher was still staring at his ruined list.Unknown number. Not the same one as before.I looked at Dominic. He nodded once, tight, and reached over to put it on speaker before I’d even decided to answer. Camille and Petra both went still on the couch, and Fletcher set down his pen, his whole body angled toward the phone now instead of the paper.I picked up. “Hello.”“Selene Whitmore.” The voice was calm, almost pleasant, nothing like I’d imagined from a recording and a string of threats. “I’ve been wanting to actually talk to you for some time now.”My whole body went cold. Dominic’s hand found my shoulder, steadying, his grip tightening with every word that came through the speaker. Fletcher rose halfway out of his chair before catching himself and sitting back down, hands flat on his knees like he needed something to hold onto that wasn’t a phone he had no control over.“Marcus Reyes,” I said.“You know my name. Good. Saves us both some time.”“What do you w
THE PRICE OF LETTING GO Chapter 125:: Rosalind
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
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