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CHAPTER 60
The next day, Janelle was jolted awake by the sharp buzz of her phone vibrating on the nightstand. Groaning, she reached over and answered groggily, "Hello..." "Good morning to you too." Killian's voice teased. "You sound half-dead. Still in bed?"She blinked hard. "Killian? Do you know what time it is?" "Don't be such a crybaby. It's already seven." he said casually. "Also… I forgot to bring your mother's gift yesterday. Sorry about that." "Yeah," she muttered, sitting up. "I was going to bring that up today." "Well." He said, "I opened it last night." "You did?" "There was a necklace inside." "Okay..." She said slowly, unsure why he was calling just for that. "And also..." He paused. "What?" She asked. "I found a key." Janelle blinked. "A key?" "Yeah. Hidden under the box lining." Her heart skipped. "I'll come take a look." "Alright, it's the weekend you busy this morning?" "No." Janelle replied. "Okay, I'll pick a different location.
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Janelle took a deep breath, steadying herself before she began. "That day, I decided to visit my mom. It had been a week since I saw her. And even though I liked the new apartment Dad got me… I just wanted to come home. To her." Killian's brow lifted. "Wait. Your father is still alive?" "Yes. Why?" she asked, puzzled. "That makes him a suspect." Janelle's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why?" "This is a murder case, Miss Thorn. Try to keep an open mind." "You can call me Janelle." She said, her tone softer. He blinked, slightly taken aback. "Huh?" "You're too cold and quite impassive." She added with a light chuckle. "Whatever." he muttered. "Let's get back to the story." "I saw Mrs. Lorin." "Who's that?" He asked. "My mom's housekeeper." Janelle replied. "She's also a suspect." "What? Why?" "Just keep talking. Don't ask why someone’s a suspect, for now." Killian said, leaning forward slightly, "In cases like this, no one is innocent until they're proven to be."Janelle
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Killian kept staring at the gift in her hands, the bloodstain on the edge bothered him more than he let on. There was no clear explanation yet, because if Celeste had been attacked and killed in the living room, how had blood ended up on a wrapped present, something so carefully placed? "Can I go to your room?" he asked, his tone calm but clipped. "Of course." Janelle replied, a little surprised. She had wanted some time alone, but if him snooping around could help, she'd allow it. She led him up the stairs and pointed to the door on the left. "That one." Killian nodded and entered, her room was neat, though layered with the quiet dust of a place untouched for months. He scanned everything quickly, his instincts guided him more than logic now. He opened her drawer and there it was, another faint trace of blood, hidden in the corner where the gift must've originally been placed. "Something happened here." he muttered to himself, brows furrowing. "I can't put my finger on
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After what felt like an eternity, Janelle finally arrived. She walked into Killian's office without knocking and sat down without waiting for permission. He raised an eyebrow. "You're late." Janelle frowned. "Excuse me?" He didn't look up from the file he was pretending to be absorbed in. "You said you'd be back early." "I don't recall you giving me a time." She shot back, arms crossed. Killian didn't argue, he just closed the file with a soft thud. "Whatever. Did you bring the house keys?" She blinked. "You found something in the files?" "Not much, but I want to see the place where it happened. Your home." he added. Janelle shook her head. "That wasn't my home. Just a property my mom lived in. I haven't lived there since it happened." "Fine." He said, standing. "Take me there." With a sigh, she stood too, grabbing her bag from beside the chair. "Alright." "We'll use my car." Killian added, already walking past her."Oh… okay," she muttered, caught slightly
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Janelle continued, her voice firm. "If you're not interested, fine. I'll find someone else. But if there's even a part of you that wants answers as badly as I do, then maybe we can help each other out." Killian was silent for a long moment. Then he stood and walked to the window, staring out at the street below, two months ago, no suspects just a random home invasion that led nowhere. Something missing although she didn't mention what. It sounded ordinary. But his instincts said otherwise.And lately, he'd learned to trust them. Without turning around, he asked quietly, "What was your mother's name?"Janelle didn't hesitate. "Celeste Thorn." His hand twitched slightly at the name. His eyes narrowed because that name sounded familiar all too familiar. Janelle studied him carefully, confused by the sudden change in his demeanor. Just moments ago, he couldn't have been more dismissive, now he looked like a man who'd been pulled into something personal. Still, she need
CHAPTER 55
A young, handsome man stepped through the sliding doors of the airport, wheeling his single piece of luggage behind him. His glasses caught the overhead lights, casting a brief reflection across his sharp features. There was purpose in every stride controlled, deliberate. He was home.And he wasn't here for rest. For years, a single mystery had haunted the back of his mind. One that refused to be buried beneath all the accolades he'd received. As a detective, he'd solved countless cases, earned a reputation as one of the best. People came to him when no one else could crack the truth. But none of those triumphs mattered, because the one puzzle that truly consumed him the one that orbited his own life remained stubbornly unsolved. By the time he reached his apartment, he barely managed to drop his luggage before collapsing onto the couch. He rubbed his temples, the same questions echoing louder now that he was back, something wasn't right. He'd always believed that p
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In the shattered ceiling of a forgotten skyscraper, a sleek surveillance drone hovered in silence. A blue light blinked once, then again. Deep beneath the ruins, in a chamber of iron and code, Raithe watched. He wasn’t dead like they thought he was, oh no! He was pretty much alive, he wants to come back He was evolving into something far beyond what they thought he could be. “Let them celebrate,” he hissed, his voice fused with a thousand machines. “Let them dream of peace.” His eyes, once human, now burned with the pulse of something far worse. “Because this time… I won’t need a throne. I’ll become the storm they are so afraid of, that is for a certainty, they better hide before my transformation is complete.” Back at the Southern Gates where Luna Gray resides, Luna looked over her shoulder, sensing the chill on the wind. “Something’s coming,” she murmured. Luca turned to the east. “Yes,” he said. “And we’re not done yet.” ***** Beneath the streets, in the sublayers
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Inside the Neural Core in Luna’s Mind, the world around her dissolved. She stood alone in a void of shadows, her thoughts twisted and echoed. A mirror formed in front of her, her very own reflection was smiling back with Raithe’s eyes. “You never truly led,” the reflection whispered. “You survived and that’s different.” Luna clenched her fists. “You don’t get to erase me and turn me into a monster!” “But I already have,” the reflection said. “Every time you hesitated, every time you doubted, every time you fought and got angry, that was me.” Suddenly, a hand grabbed her shoulder, it was Caspian, not in body, but as a data echo. His image flickered beside her. “You’re not alone, Luna. You never were, don't give in to it.” Another light came up and it was Benedict, he was calm and resolute, he said; “We’ve got you, and we will find the core and take it out.” The reflection screamed and shattered like glass before them because the Revenant had yanked the wires back. There w
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Caspian’s voice dropped. “He’s targeting her… but not just with bullets. Look…” He rotated the file. A neural map, an invasive implant pattern. The same signature as Gray Corp’s old executive neural links, except reversed it was weaponized. “This is top secret. Victor is not trying to destroy Luna.” He paused, swallowing nervously at the sight before him; “He’s trying to erase her story permanently and to make sure Benedict’s face darkened, fury flickering behind his usually stoic mask. “He wants to turn her into one of his puppets, I believe he must have cloned her or something. He wants to erase the real Luna and put his puppet in place of her, such cruelty.” Caspian nodded. “A queen to rule the rest.” A sudden noise and metal scraping against concrete made both men tense up. “Company,” Benedict said, raising his weapon. The vault door slammed open. A rush of shadow-cloaked armed men charged in. “Out now!” Caspian barked, pulling a pulse detonator from his belt.
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