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The second the screen went black, the room erupted into chaos.
"What happened?" Delia demanded.
Carter was already typing furiously.
"I'm trying to reconnect."
My eyes never left the laptop.
Julian was alive.
He had walked straight into whatever trap Clarissa and Edward had created.
And judging by the look on his face, he wasn't there to negotiate.
He was there for war.
"Can you track the signal?" I asked.
Carter nodded.
"Maybe."
Maybe wasn't good enough. Not anymore.
Every minute mattered.
Vivienne stood beside me, her hands clenched into fists.
I could see the fear she was trying to hide.
Not fear for herself. Fear for answers.
Every person connected to the truth was now in the same place.
If we lost them now, we might never get another chance.
"I found somethin
