The morning after his decision, Lucian sat in his study. He had not slept. Again. For a vampire of his standing, sleep was a choice, but usually, it was a restful one. Lately, it had become a battlefield for his thoughts.
The sun bleed through the heavy fog outside, but Lucian's focus was entirely on the screen. He was deep into the Vanguard Solutions records. These were the digital records of the company Adrian's father had once helped run. The deeper he dug, the more disturbing the pattern became.
Every major security breach tied to the Council Purge twenty years ago—the night Lucian's parents were murdered—led back to one signature. Paul La Gres.
On the surface, it looked like the ultimate betrayal. Every shipment of guards that was late, every gate that was left unlocked, and every safehouse that was exposed carried his mark. But Lucian was felt something was off. He began to look in between the lines.
He realized something chilling.
