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.

him by Percival, Thomas stretched his long legs, carelessly resting his head against

not sleep, fearing she might be taken

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

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 those

rested, said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even if they're a bit delayed, it's fine. The Abernathys can't pull any more stunts

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

continued

lightning streaked across the night sky, and the room flickered with light and shadow, creating

but he couldn't shake the

is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?"

had been asleep, suddenly burst

gaze

"Mrs. Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't returned yet. Are you

Vivienne," Kaitlyn stammered, her hands trembling as she held her phone, "There's no time! Can you call her, ask her to come back quickly?

strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I

since the start, and that was where

her consent before reaching out to take

usually so clear-headed and resilient, was now

the phone from her hands, murmuring repeatedly about the lack

"Bastards!"

eyes fell upon the phone, and he couldn't suppress

others gathered around, and as he stood, he made sure to pocket the

to see, and the message from an unknown number was clear

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