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15 minutes earlier…

Parker’s fingers trembled slightly as he ended the call with Ron.

For a moment he only stared at the screen, mind racing.

Then he exhaled sharply and dialed another number.

It rang once.

Twice.

Then Elder Hugo’s rough voice answered.

“…Parker? Why are you calling at this hour?”

Parker swallowed. “Elder… I have information. Something important. About Ethan.”

Silence.

Parker could practically hear Hugo’s suspicion rising.

“What kind of information?” Hugo asked slowly.

Parker clenched his jaw. “A man named Ron Logan called me. Elsa’s uncle. Elsa is Ethan’s girlfriend. He claims he wants to work with us… against Ethan and Elsa.”

The line went dead quiet.

Then—

“…Repeat that,” Elder Hugo said, voice suddenly sharp.

“He wants to betray them,” Parker said. “He says he’ll give us every detail. Their movements. Where they go. Who they meet. Everything.”

A long breath came through the receiver. Not calm — alarmed.

“Parker… do you have any idea how insane this sounds?” Hugo
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