Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
The words kept echoing inside my head.
There was blood inside.
Kael's blood?
Someone else's?
I didn't care.
I only cared about one thing.
Finding him.
"Take me there," I said.
Victor looked at me carefully.
"Lena"
"Take me there."
Thirty minutes later, we arrived at an abandoned road outside the city.
Police lights flashed in the darkness.
Kael's black car stood alone near the trees.
One door remained open.
The scene felt wrong.
Too quiet.
Too empty.
I stepped closer.
My chest tightened.
Blood.
Not much.
But enough.
One officer approached Victor.
"Nobody."
That brought slight relief.
But not enough.
"Any signs of struggle?" Victor asked.
The officer nodded.
"Yes."
My heartbeat accelerated.
This wasn't voluntary.
Someone had taken him.
Or someone had tried.
Then another officer handed Victor something.
"A phone."
Victor examined it.
His expression changed immediately.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's Kael's."
Hope exploded inside me.
"Can we unlock it?"
The officer shook his head.
"Password protected."
But Victor suddenly smiled.
"Maybe not."
He handed the phone to me.
"Try."
I frowned.
"Why me?"
"Because your father taught Kael something years ago."
"What?"
"People protect what matters most."
I looked at the screen.
Four digits.
I hesitated.
Then entered my father's birthday.
The phone unlocked.
Everyone froze.
Even Kael's father looked shocked.
Inside were hundreds of files.
Messages.
Pictures.
Documents.
Years of information.
But one folder immediately caught my attention.
Its title made my blood run cold.
FOR LENA
My hands trembled.
Slowly, I opened it.
The first file was a video.
Kael appeared on the screen.
He looked tired.
Serious.
And strangely sad.
"Lena."
Just hearing my name from him made my chest tighten.
"If you're watching this, something has gone wrong."
My breathing stopped.
"I hope I'm wrong. I really do."
He paused.
"But if you're seeing this, then Nora is gone."
Everyone in the room became silent.
Kael continued.
"I promised your father I would protect both of you."
Another pause.
"And I failed."
Pain filled his eyes.
Real pain.
Not guilt.
Not manipulation.
Pain.
"I need you to understand something."
His voice lowered.
"Your mother isn't the enemy."
I froze.
"What?"
The video continued.
"Neither is Hadrian."
Everyone in the room exchanged shocked looks.
Then Kael said something that made Victor go pale.
"The real enemy is someone your father trusted."
Victor whispered:
"No…"
Kael continued.
"They've been hiding in plain sight for years."
My heart pounded violently.
"Who?" I whispered.
But before the answer came, the video suddenly ended.
Corrupted.
Broken.
Incomplete.
"No!" I shouted.
I hit the screen in frustration.
"No!"
That was the answer.
The answer was right there.
And it was gone.
Victor looked physically shaken.
Kael's father looked devastated.
Then I noticed something.
Another file.
Smaller.
Newer.
Timestamped just twelve hours earlier.
I opened it immediately.
This time there was no video.
Only audio.
Heavy breathing.
Running footsteps.
And Kael's voice.
Weak.
In pain.
"Lena…"
My eyes filled with tears.
"If you hear this…"
A loud crash sounded in the background.
Then Kael whispered something that froze every person in that room.
"They found out about Victor."
Silence.
Complete silence.
The recording ended.
I slowly turned toward Victor.
He looked as shocked as I felt.
But shock wasn't enough.
Because suddenly, every person in that room was thinking the same terrifying thought.
What did Kael discover about Victor?
Do you think Victor is innocent, or has he been hiding something from Lena all along?