The folder slipped from my fingers and hit the floor.
I barely registered the sound.
My eyes stayed locked on the photograph, on the name printed beneath it, and on the thought that kept forming even as I tried to shut it down.
If this document was real…
If the person in that image was who I thought he was…
Then Kuro was X-Reveals.
And Ethan—
No.
I forced the thought back before it could fully form.
My hands moved before my mind caught up. I gathered the files, shoved them back into the safe, and closed it. The click of the lock sounded too loud in the silence of the room.
I didn't think.
I just left.
Outside, the air felt colder than it should have.
I pulled my phone out immediately and dialed Ethan.
It rang.
Once.
Twice.
Come on… pick up.
Please.
A click.
My breath caught.
"Hello?" I said quickly.
Silence.
"…Hello?"
Nothing.
"Ethan? Can you hear me ?"
Then....
"Loud and clear."
My blood went cold.
That voice wasn't Ethan's.
