The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
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Elena's fingers hovered above the keyboard.
Still.
Focused.
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"Play it again," Adrian said.
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She did.
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The video replayed.
Her apartment.
The figure.
The object.
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Pause.
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"There," Elena whispered.
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She zoomed in.
Enhancing.
Sharpening.
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The object became clearer.
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A small device.
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Metallic.
Minimal.
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"…That's not random," Leon said.
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"No," Elena replied.
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Her eyes narrowed.
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"It's a key."
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Silence.
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"A key to what?" Leon asked.
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Elena didn't answer immediately.
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Because she already had a guess.
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And she didn't like it.
—
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"I need access to my apartment," she said.
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Leon scoffed lightly.
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"Absolutely not."
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"I'm not asking."
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"You don't decide that," Leon shot back.
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"Enough."
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Both of them stopped.
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Adrian stepped forward.
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Looking at Elena.
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Long.
Measured.
—
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"Why?" he asked.
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Elena met his gaze.
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"Because whatever that is," she said, nodding at the screen,
"they wanted me to find it."
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A beat.
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"And I'm not letting them stay one step ahead."
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Silence.
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Leon crossed his arms.
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"Or it's a trap."
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"It is a trap," Elena replied.
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A pause.
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"But it's also an invitation."
—
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That changed the air.
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Adrian's eyes darkened slightly.
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"…And you want to accept it."
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"Yes."
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Leon let out a short laugh.
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"This is a bad idea."
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"Most good moves are," Elena said calmly.
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Silence.
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Adrian looked between them.
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Then—
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"We go."
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Leon blinked once.
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"…Of course we do."
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The drive felt longer than usual.
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Even though no one spoke.
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Elena stared out the window.
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Her reflection staring back.
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Different now.
—
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She wasn't just a target anymore.
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She was part of the game.
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The car stopped.
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Her apartment building stood in front of them.
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Dark.
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Quiet.
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Too quiet.
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Leon stepped out first.
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Scanning.
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Gun ready.
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"Clear… for now," he muttered.
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Adrian stepped out next.
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Then Elena.
—
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She hesitated.
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Just for a second.
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Then moved.
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The hallway felt the same.
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But it wasn't.
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Everything felt… watched.
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They reached her door.
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Unlocked.
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Elena froze.
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"…I locked this."
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Leon's jaw tightened.
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"No signs of forced entry."
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"Because they don't need it," Elena whispered.
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Adrian pushed the door open.
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Slowly.
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Inside—
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Nothing looked out of place.
—
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Too perfect.
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"Stay behind me," Leon said.
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Elena ignored that.
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Stepping inside.
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Her eyes went straight to the desk.
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There.
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The object.
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Exactly where it was in the video.
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Untouched.
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Waiting.
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Elena walked toward it.
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Each step heavier than the last.
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"Don't touch it," Leon warned.
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Too late.
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Her fingers closed around it.
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Nothing happened.
—
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No explosion.
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No alarm.
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Just—
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A soft click.
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The device activated.
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A small light blinked.
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And then—
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A voice.
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Not from the device.
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From behind them.
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"I was wondering when you'd arrive."
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All three of them froze.
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Leon turned instantly.
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Gun raised.
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Adrian's expression hardened.
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Elena's breath stopped.
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Standing in the doorway—
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Victoria.
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Calm.
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Collected.
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Like nothing was wrong.
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"…You shouldn't be here," Leon said coldly.
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Victoria tilted her head slightly.
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"I could say the same."
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Silence.
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Elena looked between them.
—
Confusion building.
—
—
"…What's going on?" she asked.
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Victoria's eyes shifted to her.
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A small smile.
—
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"You found the key."
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Elena's grip tightened.
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"…You left this?"
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A pause.
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Then—
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"Yes."
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Silence dropped like a knife.
—
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Leon's voice turned deadly.
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"…Explain."
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Victoria didn't move.
—
Didn't flinch.
—
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"Because," she said calmly,
"it was the only way to make sure you'd come."
—
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Adrian's gaze locked onto her.
—
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"Why would you need that?"
—
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A beat.
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—
Victoria's smile faded.
—
—
And for the first time—
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There was something else in her eyes.
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Something darker.
—
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"Because they're already inside your system," she said quietly.
—
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Elena's heart skipped.
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"We know," Adrian replied.
—
—
Victoria shook her head slowly.
—
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"No," she said.
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A pause.
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"You really don't."
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Silence.
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Leon's grip tightened on his weapon.
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"Start talking."
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Victoria looked at Elena.
—
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Not Adrian.
—
Not Leon.
—
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Her.
—
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"They didn't just find you," she said softly.
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A beat.
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"You led them here."
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Everything stopped.
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—
Elena's world tilted—
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Just slightly.
—
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"…That's not possible," she said.
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Victoria's gaze didn't waver.
—
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"It is."
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A pause.
—
—
"And now," she added quietly,
"it's too late to undo it."
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Silence filled the apartment.
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Heavy.
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Crushing.
—
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Because if she was right—
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This wasn't just a trap.
—
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It was already over.
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To be continued...