The call ended.
Elena remained motionless, the phone still pressed against her ear.
No one spoke.
The archive seemed to have grown colder.
Adrian watched her carefully.
“What did he say?”
Elena lowered the phone.
“He knew about Ethan.”
Marcus’s absence made the silence feel worse.
Evelyn stepped closer.
“Then we leave.”
Adrian shook his head.
“Not yet.”
“They know where we are.”
“Exactly.”
Evelyn frowned.
“Then why stay?”
“Because whoever called wants us frightened.”
Adrian looked toward the dark entrance of the archive.
“If we run now, we’re giving them exactly what they want.”
Elena tightened her fingers around Rosemary’s hidden letter.
“What do they want?”
Adrian looked at her.
“Something your mother left behind.”
“The diary.”
She nodded slowly.
“But they alrea
