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Chapter 30; Unraveled threads

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I leaned back in my office chair, staring at the photograph I’d found in the archives with Oliver the other day. The edges were worn, and the black-and-white image was faded with time, but there was no mistaking it — my father and Adrian’s father standing side by side.

I had stared at it for hours, trying to make sense of it all. Why hadn’t my father ever mentioned this connection? Why had he kept something like this hidden from me?

The questions gnawed at me, making it impossible to focus on anything else. My fingers traced the outline of my father’s face in the photograph. His expression was serious, almost grim, and I wondered what had been going through his mind when the picture was taken.

“Dad, what were you hiding?” I whispered to the empty room.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I quickly slid the photograph into my drawer, composing myself before calling out. “Come in.”

The door opened, and Adrian stepped inside, looking every bit as commanding as ever. He wore
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