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 the

eyelids fluttering with fatigue, yet she dared not sleep, fearing she might be taken out by Anna and the others if

pulling out her phone to check the time. "It's almost dawn. Where are

water, taking a sip before speaking, "They should be

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 against

the trial." Thomas opened his eyes slowly, a sense of unease lingering. "But why do

rain continued to

and the room flickered with light

time he'd seen weather this severe, but he couldn't shake the feeling that

jinx us. The online buzz is still brewing, 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.

finish, Kaitlyn, who had been

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

Littleton, Ms. Vivienne hasn't returned yet.

find 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? There's really no

and strode over. "Mrs. Littleton, may I see

been gripping her phone since the start, and that was where

consent

so clear-headed and resilient, was now filled with confusion

hands, murmuring

"Bastards!"

upon the phone, and he

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

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

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