I slept in Kaira’s room that night, though she wasn’t there.
Before lying down, I asked Williams to check with her security team to ensure she was safe. He confirmed she was on the estate—but didn’t tell me where. That said enough.
No Kaira. No Maya.
For the first time since coming here, I felt truly alone.
Marcus hadn’t shown his face since storming off that morning. Julian had left soon after we’d uncovered the Davenport clue. And Luca—I hadn’t seen him at all.
It was just me, in a giant, haunted house, with three numbers circling in my head:
One. One. Eight.
That was it. Three digits.
It meant Leonard’s tree in the Black Wood really had been just a tree. If there was a fourth number, I hadn’t found it yet. Based on the plastic keychain shaped like a 1, clues could come in any fo
