Connor knelt beside the wheelchair, his eyes dropping to the handwritten signature on the physical medical chart. He repeated the name under his breath, tracing the faded letters with his thumb before looking up at her face.
"Reviel Vane," Connor whispered, his shoulders stiffening as the realization settled in. "You share a family name with Redmond Vane. Are you related to him?"
The woman turned her gaze away from the glass window, her dark eyes locking onto his expression. "Redmond Vane is my father," she answered, her voice quiet.
Ophelia froze near the medical monitor, her hand hovering above the control panel as a gasp escaped her throat. In the basement safehouse, Ilyas and Leo stared at the audio receiver in disbelief, their paper charts slipping onto the wooden table.
"That is impossible," Connor said, shaking his head as his brow furrowed in confusion. "Redmond Vane was summoned into the game during the 2024 reunion, yet you appear to be in your early forties."
