I sat at my desk, staring at the computer screen. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, and the cursor just blinked at me.
Obsidian Heitt.
I searched his name, but nothing came up. No records, no digital footprint, nothing. It was like he never existed.
I tried different spellings and looked in secret databases, but the results were the same—nothing. A blank page.
A name that shouldn’t be.
I felt a growing sense of unease. If someone had worked so hard to erase him, he must be very dangerous.
"You're wasting your time."
Sophia's voice was soft but firm. I turned and saw her standing in the doorway. Her arms were crossed, and I couldn't figure out her expression.
"Excuse me?" I asked, looking at her.
"You won't find him, Caden. Not this way," she said, stepping closer. The dim ligh
