Blackwood Penthouse - Tuesday Evening - 7:34 PM
Emily sat in the study, exhausted from the emotional whirlwind of Harold's deathbed confession and the break-in at Patricia's house. The letters from Elena and Elara lay spread across the desk evidence of two mothers who'd tried desperately to save their daughters and failed.
She'd been staring at them for an hour, reading and rereading the warnings, the love, the fear that permeated every word.
Timothy had given her space, understanding she needed time to process. Ming Li was in the living room teaching Thor "advanced European geography" in preparation for Switzerland. Sebastian and Jack were analyzing the photographs of Patricia's documents, looking for additional leverage.
Emily's secure phone chimed with an incoming message Scholar Chen's encrypted channel.
She opened it immediately, expecting logistics about Switzerland or updates about Clara Mueller.
Instead, she found something unexpected:
