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Chloe was beside him, her arms around him, her face buried in his shoulder. She was shaking, her body wracked with sobs she was trying to stifle."He saved me," she whispered. "He saved me, and I didn't—I couldn't—"Chance pulled her closer, holding her with one arm, Sparrow with the other. "He knew," he said, his voice rough. "He knew what he was doing."Marta knelt on Sparrow's other side, her hand on his face, her tears falling on his skin. "He was like Viktor," she said softly. "He gave everything for the people he loved."Harry had broken his bonds, the ropes falling away as he stumbled toward them. His face was white, his eyes fixed on Sparrow's still form."Sparrow." His voice cracked. "Sparrow, please. You can't—you can't leave. Not now. Not when we're so close."But Sparrow was gone. They all knew it. They had known it the moment he fell.Chloe was the first to move.She pulled away from Chance, wiping her face with the back of her hand, her breath coming in short, shuddering
Chapter 453
Chance's hands found the keys again, and the music surged back, relentless, merciless.This time, he couldn't stop it.The notes rose from his memory, from his blood, from the part of him that had always known this piece, had always carried it, had always been waiting for this moment. The Stravinsky unfolded beneath his fingers, each chord a chain, each melody a lock clicking into place.And the voices came.Yes. Yes. This is who you are. This is what you were born for.Christopher stood at the edge of the clearing, Chloe still in his grip, the gun pressed to her temple. His face was alight with triumph, with anticipation, with the certainty that after all these years, after all the waiting, he was finally going to win.But Chance didn't see him. Didn't see Chloe. Didn't see anything but the keys, the notes, the music that was consuming him.Power. Immortality. Godhood. It's all yours. Just play. Just finish.His fingers moved faster, the melody building, the mountain trembling, the O
Chapter 452
They drove in silence for a while, the roads narrowing, the houses growing farther apart. Janelle watched the familiar landmarks pass, the trees, the fields, the old barn at the edge of his parents' property."You're worried about them," she said."I'm worried about what they're not telling me."She reached for his hand, pulling it to her lips, kissing his knuckles. "Then we'll find out. Together."Marcus squeezed her hand, and for the first time since the phone rang, he let himself breathe.***The table was set, the food ready, the candles lit. William had made Marcus's favorite, roast chicken with rosemary, mashed potatoes, green beans from the garden. Eleanor had baked a pie, apple, the same recipe she'd used since Marcus was a boy.But Marcus noticed something was wrong the moment he walked in."Mom? Dad?" He stood in the doorway, Janelle behind him, his eyes moving from his parents' faces to the table to the empty chairs. "What's going on?"Eleanor forced a smile. "Nothing's goi
Chapter 451
The phone felt heavy in William's hand, its plastic casing slick with sweat. Beside him, Eleanor stood close enough to feel her warmth, her hand resting on his arm, her own nervousness palpable.They had stood like this for ten minutes, maybe longer. The phone was dialed, Marcus's number already entered, their fingers hovering over the call button."We can't keep this from him," Eleanor said, for what felt like the hundredth time.William nodded slowly. "I know. I know.""Then call him."He pressed the button.The ringing seemed to go on forever. William imagined Marcus at his apartment, maybe grading papers, maybe cooking dinner, maybe sitting with Janelle, watching something on television. He imagined him picking up the phone, hearing his voice, knowing nothing of the earthquake about to shake his world.And then Marcus answered."Dad? Everything okay?"William's throat closed. Eleanor reached for the phone, but he held it tighter."Everything's fine," he managed. "We were just—you
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She doesn't understand, Christopher's voice insisted. She's weak. She's always been weak. You are not her.I am her son.You are more than her son. You are the keeper of the Obsidian. The heir to a power older than the world.I am my father's son.Your father was a coward who hid from his destiny.He was protecting me.He was holding you back.The music surged again, and Chance felt the power pressing against him, demanding entry, demanding surrender.Play the final notes. Complete the piece. Take what is yours.He raised his hands, ready to strike the keys, ready to end it, ready to become—Chloe.Her name was a whisper, a prayer, a lifeline.She will kneel with the others, Christopher's voice promised. She will worship you like the god you are.She will love me as I am. Not as a god. As a man.Love is weakness. Power is everything.Power without love is nothing.The voices clashed, the music screaming, the Obsidian pulsing, and Chance felt himself tearing apart between the promise a
Chapter 449
Chance's hands remained rested on his knees, his eyes fixed on the yellowed keys. They seemed to pulse, to breathe, to wait.Chloe knelt beside him, her hand warm on his back, her presence a lifeline in the darkness. She didn't speak. There was nothing to say.Harry strained against his bonds, his voice raw with desperation. "Chance, don't. Don't do this. He's lying. He's always lying.""I'm not lying." Christopher's voice drifted from the shadows, amused, patient. "For once in my life, I'm telling the truth. The music is the key. And Chance is the only one who can play it."Marta watched her son, her face a mask of grief and love. "Chance," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "There's something you need to understand. Something Viktor discovered."Chance turned to look at her. Her face was gray in the firelight, her eyes hollow with exhaustion and fear. But there was something else there, too. Something that looked like truth."The Stravinsky piece," Marta continued, "doesn't just
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