Gavin scoffed, the malice evident in his wrinkled eyes. "What can be done? The deed is done; they're gone. So, we'll just send Kaitlyn a picture of the urn, and let's see what she does. Will she cling to that useless old family recipe, or does she want to see her parents reduced to ashes?"

Victoria's eyes widened in horror.

Who the hell came up with this sick plan?

Was Gavin not afraid of being haunted by the Littleton's vengeful spirits?

Aurora Mountain Villa.

In a two-thousand-square-foot villa, the lights were off in every room except the living room.

Members of the Nine Mystics Society were stationed in every corner, ensuring the villa's security. Kaitlyn had been teetering on the edge of a breakdown all day. Finally relaxing, she collapsed into the first empty room she found and fell asleep.

Amelia's fever had broken, Tyler's wounds showed no signs of infection, and after taking Vivienne's pills, Sadie and Julian were out like lights.

Anna did a round of the villa before settling back in the living room.

Draven sat on the couch, silently cleaning his knives, an array of sleek switchblades neatly arrayed on the coffee table.

tasks given to him by Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against the back of the sofa to rest his

dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by Anna and

group before she, too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are Vivienne and Percival?

table and sighed as if he had finished a monumental task. He poured himself a cup of water, taking a sip before speaking, "They should be here soon. Emerald City isn't far, and even if

"Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys can't pull

opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But

continued to patter

night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating an eerie atmosphere that put

couldn't recall the last time he'd seen weather this severe, but he couldn't shake the

the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas shook his head, unsure.

finish, Kaitlyn, who had been asleep, suddenly burst out of

hands clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne.

Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't

stammered, her hands trembling as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask

cursed inwardly at his earlier premonition and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see

gripping her phone since the start,

her consent before reaching

and resilient, was now filled with

resist as Jerry took the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about

"Bastards!"

phone,

made sure

see, and the message from an unknown number was clear

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