It was evening, yet not a single light burned inside Dr. Ethan Miller’s house.
The entire place stood swallowed by darkness—silent, hollow, lifeless—as if nobody had stepped inside for years.
Across the road, hidden behind the thick trunk of a large tree, Vernon and Eleanor watched the house in complete silence.
Vernon hadn’t brought the car.
Any vehicle left nearby would attract attention, and attention was the last thing he needed tonight. Adrian Van Laurent’s men were already hunting Dr. Miller across the city. One mistake… one careless trace… and everything would collapse.
Beside him, Eleanor lowered her voice to barely a whisper.
“They might’ve already abandoned the house.”
Vernon’s eyes remained locked on the dark windows.
“Looks like it.”
Silence stretched between them for
