Close.
In sync.
Like we’ve already figured out how to move around each other.
Tessa
I don’t leavethe flowers behind.
I carry them with me.
Not because they matter more than what’s coming next—
But because they remind me of something.
Something important.
That this—
All of this—
Isn’t everything.
That there’s still something soft left in me.
Something worth protecting.
Blaze is already pacing when we walk in.
Laptop open.
Screens lit up.
“What did you find?” Ace asks.
Blaze turns the screen toward us.
“There’s a pattern,” he says. “Financial transfers. Anonymous routing. But they all trace back to one place.”
“Where?” I ask.
Blaze hesitates.
Then—
“Eagle River.”
My stomach drops.
“That’s here,” I say.
“Yeah,” Blaze confirms. “Which means whoever helped Daniel?”
He looks between us.
“They’re local.”
Silence falls.
