For one terrifying second, nobody moved.
The alarm continued blaring through Blackwood Estate.
Red lights flashed across the walls.
Somewhere in the distance, hurried footsteps echoed through the corridors.
But inside the garden room, time seemed to stop.
Amelia stared at Damien.
Damien stared at the intercom.
Neither of them spoke.
Because there was only one thought in both their minds.
He's here.
Not a recording.
Not a file.
Not a photograph.
Not a ghost from the past.
Edward Blackwood was standing outside.
Alive.
And asking for Jethro.
Robert's voice crackled through the intercom again.
"Damien, security is waiting for instructions."
That broke the paralysis.
Damien straightened immediately.
His expression hardened into something colder than Amelia had ever seen.
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