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.

his long legs, carelessly

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

the group before she, too, took a seat, pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's

the 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.

court," Jerry, now fully rested, said as he rubbed his eyes and emerged from his room. "Even

his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering.

rain continued to

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

seen weather this severe, but he couldn't shake the

but with our legal summons, the tide is turning. The Littletons are under our watch; what could possibly go wrong?" Thomas shook his head, unsure. "Maybe I'm just

who had been asleep, suddenly burst

bloodshot, her hands clutching her phone tightly, her frantic gaze sweeping the room for Vivienne. Not seeing her, she

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

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

inwardly at his earlier premonition and strode

her phone since the start, and

didn't wait for her consent before reaching out to take

was now filled with

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

"Bastards!"

fell upon the phone, and he couldn't

he stood, he made sure to pocket the switchblades. "What

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

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