The incoming call had no notes, no number, just a string of garbled text that had been processed.
Mason Nightshade knew what this meant. His eyes darkened slightly, and after he picked up the phone and listened to the person on the other side, his face suddenly changed.
Grayson Quinn's car stopped downstairs at the company at that moment.
"Mason." The car window rolled down, and his expression was equally grave.
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Rumble——
In the middle of the night, it unexpectedly began to rain.
Aurelia was startled awake by the sound of thunder. Her back was soaked, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead. She wasn't afraid of thunderstorms, but what was the reason for this inexplicable sense of panic?
