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    “You know that data your mom swiped, right? You ever stop and wonder—who do you think that data belonged to?”


    Ste’s stomach dropped. Her voice came out tight. “You’re saying your organization was behind her death?”


    “What else do you think it was?” Amon tilted his head like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “She crossed a line. Took stuff she had no business touching. Snooped where she wasn’t cleared to. We let her slip by for years—even let her birth you. That? That was us showing mercy.”


    “And what exactly did she take?” Ste’s voice cut sharper now. Her hand curled around the ne in her pocket without even realizing it, her fingers pressing into the metal like it could ground her.


    Her brain was spinning—whatever her mom had stolen must’ve been massive if this group was still out for blood. They’d already taken out her mom to settle the score, and now they were circling her like fresh meat.


    Amon’s grin twisted, cocky but not quite as casual now. “That’s the one thing I can’t tell you. But here’s a little heads-up—now that they know who you are, they’reing. Doesn’t matter if I’m locked up in this dungeon—they’ll put someone else in charge. And they won’t be ying nice.”


    Ste’s chest tightened. Even if Amon died in this basement, as long as that group still existed, her life would never go back to normal. They’d keep hunting her until she was wiped off the map—just like her mom.


    Her whole body trembled under the weight of it, but she forced herself to stay calm. “You keeping your mouth shut won’t stop me,” she said, voice steady despite everything. “I’ll find the truth on my own. Don’t think for a second that your little mind games are going to scare me off.”


    She’d known the second she started digging that there was no going back. No exit. No brakes.


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    Amonughed—actuallyughed, full-on, like she’d just told the best joke he’d heard in years. “Find the truth? What’s your n? You gonna do it solo? Or just ride on the coattails of my charming cousin?”


    Ste didn’t even blink. The jabnded, but she wasn’t giving him the satisfaction of reacting.


    If he had nothing useful to say, there was no point wasting breath.


    She stood up, ready to walk out. But Amon’s gaze snapped back to her, that twisted grin back in full force.


    “Come on, Ste. Don’t y dumb. You really think William’s some white knight? You think he’s told you everything? I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again—nobody in the Briggs family is clean.”


    In the past, Amon’s words might’ve shaken Ste—gotten under her skin, made her second-guess everything. But now, after everything they’d been through—especially learning about that shared past with William—Ste’s trust ran deep. She locked eyes with him, her voice cool and t. “Save it, Amon. Whatever you’re trying to stir up between me and William doesn’t concern you. So back off.”


    Amon caught the ice in her stare. That smug grin of his was gone, reced with a dark scowl. “Loyal to the bitter end, huh? Just hope you don’t regret it.”


    Ste didn’t even flinch. She turned on her heel and stormed out of the basement without looking back.


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