He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

a sip…

The secure device clipped beneath my jacket vibrated once.

Not a message.

A priority alert.

Every muscle in my body tightened.

I glanced down.

One short code.

BLACK ECHO.

Leave immediately.

The music suddenly stopped.

At nearly the same moment…

The patio lights flickered.

Streetlights outside blinked once…

Then disappeared.

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