“Tiff, what are you doing?” Sophia lowered her own weapon and pushed forward through the formation toward them.Tiffany’s jaw was tight, the words forcing themselves out through clenched teeth. “He’s a practitioner. Just like them.”“Lower your voice, Tiff.” Sophia reached her quickly, placing a hand over the gun and easing it down. “You knew?”“We need his help. Don’t ever raise your firearm at Julius again.” Sophia’s tone was firm.This was not the first time her friend had pointed a gun at this man.Tiffany’s face twitched hard, but she said nothing further.“Hey, Tiff.” Sophia placed a hand gently on her shoulder. “The medical team has arrived. They’ll take care of you.”Tiffany didn’t respond right away. She held a cold, lingering stare on Elijah for a long moment before turning and walking away without another word.Sophia turned back to her team. They were all still frozen, their faces carrying various looks of confusion as they watched the criminals crawling across the floor

“Right.” A sharp breath came through the line. “The last call made from that number was placed to this number.” Osco read out a string of digits, and Elijah gave a single nod, recognizing it as Serena’s line immediately.“The call was placed at exactly seven in the evening. The line went offline immediately afterward. Now, Divine Doctor, I can track devices even if they are shut down, as long as there is an electronic sim or the physical haven't been removed. But from what I see from the device model, it uses a physical sim so it must have been removed immediately after the call....”Elijah’s expression shifted with curiosity, but he kept his voice calm. “Continue.”“Here is where it gets difficult to explain, Divine Doctor.” There was a brief pause. “The line came back online the following morning, yesterday, at the same location in a city called Brooklyn Heights. It stayed active for approximately five minutes with no incoming or outgoing calls, then went offline again.” He hesitate

The sun was sinking toward the edge of the skyline when Elijah Langston arrived at the DiLaurentis Estate, stepping out of a taxi with his eyes fixed on the screen of the device in his hand.A map application filled the display, a pair of GPS coordinates sitting at the top of the screen. The numbers shifted in small increments with every movement of his hand as the device recalibrated its position in real time. He watched the numbers settle and stared at them for a moment.Then he pocketed the device and let out a deep sigh of exhaustion.From Osco's report, only one person had been contacted from Richard's phone in the past three days. Serena. A single phone call, exactly as she had told him earlier that afternoon before he had even reached out to Osco. No other outgoing calls had been placed from the device. No incoming calls had been received. The line had come active on three separate occasions and gone offline each time shortly aft

Elijah Langston had only a few seconds to pull himself together in the face of his furious wife. His eyes moved from the closet to her face.“Um... I was looking for...” He wasn't sure of the right words.Serena stepped into the room, almost cutting him off before he could find them. “My father?”She scoffed and shook her head slowly.“Actually...” He tried again, but she cut him off.“I’m not prepared for any more of your nonsense, Julius. Just keep quiet.” She walked past him, grabbed the sweater resting on the arm of the chair, and turned around to find him still standing there, looking at her. “What are you still doing here?”Elijah turned and looked once more at the closet door. The feeling tugging at his senses hadn't changed at all. Whatever was behind that door was still there.“Wifey, why don’t we just check now that you’re here?” He couldn't simply walk away from this, but with Serena present, it was becoming difficult to stay.She shook her head and started moving toward hi

Afterimages scattered in his wake as he covered the distance at inhuman speed and stopped in front of the door again. He pushed it open and walked directly to the wardrobe without slowing.He stopped.His eyes stayed fixed on the furniture, but the expression on his face shifted into one of confusion.The strangeness was gone.Not reduced. Not fainter. Gone entirely, as though it had never been there at all. What stood before him now was exactly what it looked like to anyone else: a large old closet, nothing more. His spiritual senses registered nothing unusual about it. He could feel beyond the door clearly now, something he had been completely unable to do before.Empty. Nothing but emptiness.He grabbed the handle and pulled the door open.Exactly as his senses had already told him. Nothing inside. The interior was spotless, clean and unused-looking, as though nobody had opened it in a long time.He stepped into the walk-in space and moved carefully through it, examining every sur