The packhouse was quiet that evening, the kind of silence that crawled under your skin. I stood near the window in the small room Tina had helped me hide in, clutching the straps of my bag tightly. Outside, the world looked peaceful, but I knew it was only a facade.Tina entered, her face pale. “Tesla,” she whispered, shutting the door quickly behind her. “He knows. Henry’s ordered for you to be stopped.”I froze, my chest tightening. “What?”“He’s sent warriors to patrol the borders. He doesn’t want you to leave.” Her voice cracked as she spoke, anger flashing in her eyes.I set my bag down, my mind racing. “Why? He doesn’t care about me. He made that clear.”Tina hesitated, then said, “He doesn’t care about you, Tesla. But he cares about the child.”Her words hit me like a blow to the stomach. I sank into the nearest chair, my hands shaking. “No. No, he doesn’t get to decide now, not after everything.”“We need to move fast,” Tina said, urgency creeping into her tone. “There’s stil
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