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A hard knock sounded at the door, and I jolted, trying to keep any outward reaction contained.

“Come in,” I called.

One of my guards flung the door open. “Sir, another package came for you.”

He held it out. Ilya took the package and brought it to me: a scroll sealed with a Tree of Life emblem in wax, as if we were living in a fantasy film.

I slipped a fingernail beneath the wax seal and unfolded the scroll, revealing a message written in cursive.

I hope you liked my gift. I have another one for you. Your Ghost will be here soon.

38.2734° N, 108.1424° W

https://stream.order.example/observer/13

Happy Hunting!

With lukewarm respect,

Damon

Nika read the letter over my shoulder. Patience was never her forte.

“Those are coordinates and a web address,” she said, entering the address into her laptop.

A livestream popped up. A young blonde woman lay curled in the fetal position inside a concrete cell. Bruises covered her body, and blood dripped from her mouth.

Silence struck the room like a tornado, tearing everything apart. Another tortured girl. By the Order?

“That explains the coordinates,” Mikhail said, rubbing his chin, disgust plain on his face. “Please tell me we’re going to go kill some fuckers.”

“Sir, what’s the plan?” Maks asked.

“We find this girl, find the Ghost, and then we find Damon and destroy him.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Xeniya Morozova

Age 35

5 Days to Find the Girl.

Damon

Did you like my little gift to Severin?

The message blinked on my laptop screen.

Damon

You fucked with me. It was only fair that I fucked with you back.

Another message appeared.

I swallowed and typed my reply.

Me: