The ride back to the city was quiet.
No one talked about Marcus.
No one mentioned the sniper.
Everyone was thinking about what he said
The Third Archive isn't a place. It's a person.
Leo sat beside Bella in the back of the SUV. He had a photograph on his lap.
He couldn't stop looking at it.
There were twelve people in the picture.
They were all friends.
They were smiling like nothing could ever come between them.
One decision changed everything.
Bella gently touched the edge of the photograph.
"It's strange, " she said.
Leo looked at her.
"What is?" he asked.
"They all look... Normal " she said.
He smiled sadly.
"They weren't born enemies, " he said.
"No, " Bella said.
"They became enemies, " Leo said.
Back at the Moretti Estate everyone gathered in the library.
The ro
