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Chapter 6 - The SetupWe returned to our home at 7:00 AM, but we weren't alone. Julian’s team was positioned throughout the apartment, invisible but ready. Clara was safe at a secure location with professional medical care.

I stood in the bedroom, staring at the shattered photo. I had glued it back together, making it look as though it had been repaired in haste. I even splashed some of my own blood on it to make it look authentic.

At 8:00 AM, the doorbell rang.

I walked to the door, my heart hammering against my ribs. Through the peephole, I saw her. My mother, looking composed and elegant, carrying a briefcase. She had no idea that she was walking into a federal investigation.

I opened the door.

"Ethan?" she said, her voice dripping with artificial concern. "What are you doing here? Where is Clara?"

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"She’s in the bedroom," I said, my voice eerily calm. "She’s waiting for you to finish this."

"Good," she said, brushing past me. "I knew she’d see reason eventually."

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