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Later that day, police officers, the pack detectives, guards, well-wishers, and many more gathered in the house. The detectives couldn't find anything, not even a clue, apart from the silver blade and Alpha William's giant rake that was used to wedge him. He was reported to have hung there for more than forty-five minutes. There were no fingerprints, no sign of struggling. If it wasn't obvious he was murdered, it could have passed for a suicide.

Seconds stretched like eternity, the suspense thick in the air. Until the call was answered. It was time to unravel the puzzle.

Being that close to Rufus and having Isabelle, and Amelie – a pregnant woman, in the house was making him edgy. He thought of everything that could go wrong and the urge to go and blow the goddamn house to bits grew by the minutes. “Sit down, Cole! You are making me nervous!” Xavier snapped. “What is taking him so long?!” Cole yelled. “Heavens, is this what you mean when you say you get cranky when folks keep you waiting? Cos this is way past cranky. This is feral, Cole Miller—” Xavier teased. Jason laughed. Cole glared at him. The other man chuckled. “Let’s give him a few more minutes if he—” Xavier said and then was cut short by the shrilling sound of the phone. The entire room grew quiet.

The tension in the control room was thick, nearly suffocating, as James typed furiously at the terminal, each keystroke echoing in the eerie silence. The gunfire had subsided, but the air was heavy with anticipation, as if the entire world was holding its breath. Sophia stood beside him, her eyes scanning the room, ever vigilant, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts. The files they needed were within reach just a few more seconds, a few more lines of code and then they would have the information they had come for. But even as she focused on the task at hand, she couldn't shake the gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something felt off.

Twenties is the time of our lives where we discover things, learn, grow and enjoy life? Suyi sat at the trunk of the tree and looked at her palm intently, she was feeling lost and aggrieved, had she made a grave mistake that she had to die that way? The more that everyone hides it from her, the greater the greed that she feels to seek for the truth.

I responded with a shrug. She mouthed ‘OH MY GOD’ but gave her a look and she shook her head as we both sat in silence. It was not as if I was being inconsiderate, but I was too focused on the internet trend that had been going on since last night. SPOTTED MORGAN WOODS BACK IN DARWIN IN TIME TO STOP AN ENGAGEMENT AND GET HIS GIRL. I scrolled down to the next headline. TIM FURIOUS AND THREW A TANTRUM BEFORE WALKING OUT.

They went over the plan repeatedly, trying to account for every possible outcome, every potential threat. As midnight approached, the tension between them grew, an electric current that neither could ignore. They dressed in dark, inconspicuous clothing, readying themselves for whatever the night would bring. Sophia’s heart pounded in her chest as they left the penthouse, the city’s neon lights casting an eerie glow on the streets below.

Tania's POV Surprised, we both turned our attention towards the source of the disturbance. The interruption was unexpected, casting an air of suspense over the revelation that had been tantalizingly close. A tinge of frustration welled up within me, an eagerness to unravel the mystery, now momentarily suspended.

I don’t know why but I suddenly got nervous. “Wow, is there a parade? What’s with the black cars and tuxedo men?” Reina blurted when we reached the dorm. Yeah, what’s with the black cars which almost occupy the street? Linus' car stopped in front of the dorm. Reina got out first with her bag. I unbuckle my seatbelt and looked at Linus. His gaze is still in front. Is he planning to stay inside his car and will not going to open the door for me? am I expecting too much for this relationship?

Tenderly, I reach out to touch one of the dancing, rotating discs, and I see it again. The long and winding red whisp, but it's circling the discs, dancing to the beat, jerking in tune with them. I don't want to touch the door anymore, instead, I need to grab onto this line, pull hard onto the red strings of fate, but someone pulls me back. It is Seth. "What are you doing to my defenses? This is to keep us safe while we sleep," Seth says. "I was only—" "Why were you staring at it for minutes on end?"