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    His quiet exploration, however, stirred Tracy from sleep. She groaned in protest. “I’m sleeping.”


    A chuckle rumbled in Lowell’s chest as he gently patted her back, coaxing her back into rest. “I was too rough and woke you up. Don’t be mad.”


    Still half-asleep, she mumbled, “If you’d just sleep instead of bothering me, I wouldn’t be.”


    Smiling to himself, Lowell murmured his agreement and held her close. Soon, they both drifted off once more.


    By the time the clock nudged past eight, Lowell was fully awake. Moving with careful quiet, he slipped out of bed and into the next room to change.


    Not long after he left the vi, Tracy’s phone buzzed sharply against the nightstand.


    With her eyes still shut, she answered with sleepy impatience. “What?”


    Hardy’s voice came through the line, cool and steady. “Someone’s staking out near your ce. I don’t know who they are, but your cover might be blown.”


    Tracy let out a slow breath, unfazed. “So what if it is? I’ve already gotten what I wanted. As for the n, we’ll just buy ourselves more time.”


    Hardy was silent for a beat before advising, “Then stay indoors for now. If Lowell wants toe, let him—but you shouldn’t go out.”


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    Rolling onto her side, Tracy tucked herself deeper into the nkets. “Alright, I got it.”


    Elyse waited anxiously for a day, her unease growing with each passing hour without any news about Tracy.


    When the weight of uncertainty finally crushed her resolve, she sought out Jayden, who met her imploring gaze with grim determination. “The surveince team only spotted Lowell entering the viplex, but there’s been no sign of Tracy.”


    “Then she can’t be there, right?” A tremor of desperate hope threaded through Elyse’s voice.


    Jayden’s shoulders sagged beneath an invisible burden. “There are others inside. I believe Tracy sensed something and sought sanctuary there.”


    Elyse’s teeth worried at her lower lip as determination crystallized within her. “Where’s this vi area? I need you to take me.”


    His eyebrows arched in surprise. “You want to see Tracy? Are you certain she wants to see you?”


    “I have to try,” Elyse breathed, her resolve as firm as steel beneath her softness.


    After weighing the consequences, Jayden relented. “Very well, I’ll take you.”


    A suffocating silence enveloped their journey to the vi area. At a particr entrance, Elyse stood mesmerized by the dying sun, her emotions churning like storm-tossed waves.


    Her trembling finger found the doorbell.


    Once, twice, then frantically, she pressed it, each chime swallowed by crushing silence. As desperation seized her, her fists thundered against the door. “Tracy, I know you’re in there! Pleasee out!” Her anguished pleas echoed unanswered until she copsed, tears streaming down her face.


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