By the time the alarms faded behind us, the rain had turned the roads into rivers of silver. We ran until our legs gave out, until the glow of the mansion vanished completely into the storm.
Hours later, we found shelter in an old warehouse near the docks — a place that smelled of rust and salt and long-forgotten things. Aiden forced the door open, his hands trembling from the cold, and Seraphina pulled me inside. The sound of the rain hitting the tin roof was deafening.
We collapsed onto the dusty floor, breathing hard. For a moment, none of us spoke. Just silence — the kind that fills the air after you’ve outrun death.
Aiden broke it first. “We did it.” He laughed — short, disbelieving, almost hysterical. “We actually did it.”
Seraphina shook her head. “No. Not yet. He’ll find us. He always does.”
She was right. My father’s reach didn’t end at the gates of that mansion. He had eyes in every corner of the city — loyal men, corrupt cops, informants who owed him favors. Running wasn’t enough. We needed leverage.
That’s when Aiden pulled out the small metal drive — the one he’d ripped from the safe seconds before the explosion. He placed it on the floor between us like a weapon.
“This,” he said, voice low, “is what he didn’t want us to find.”
I leaned closer. The drive was scorched, edges melted, but the data light still blinked faintly. “What’s on it?”
“Money transfers, offshore accounts, coded messages… and something else.” He hesitated, glancing at me. “Files marked with your name, Lilith.”
The air froze.
“My name?”
He nodded. “I didn’t open them yet. The encryption’s too heavy. But whatever he’s hiding… it’s not just business.”
Seraphina sat up straight, her voice trembling. “Do you think it’s about Mom?”
The question hung between us like smoke. Our mother’s death had never made sense — an accident, they’d said. A car crash. But there were whispers, inconsistencies, things that didn’t add up.
I stared at the blinking drive, my reflection flickering in its metal surface.
“He killed her,” I said finally, the words barely leaving my throat. “And now he’s trying to erase every trace of it.”
The silence that followed was heavy. No one argued. We all knew it was true.
Aiden swallowed hard. “Then we finish what we started. We expose him — every crime, every lie. We destroy him the way he destroyed her.”
The rain outside grew louder, drumming against the walls like a heartbeat.
I stood, pulling my hood over my head, looking out at the storm-soaked streets. Somewhere out there, my father’s men were already searching.
Let them.
Because this time, I wasn’t just running to survive.
I was running to end it.
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