You find Shane standing alone near the grand staircase, expression unreadable, a glass of untouched wine in hand. His eyes flicker to you—calculating, as if already assessing whether you're a threat… or just another pawn.
“You're wasting your time,” he says softly. “It wasn't me.” But then again—he would say that, wouldn’t he?
(So… who are you in all this? That’s for you to decide. But one thing is certain: You’re here now, and no one is leaving until the truth comes out.)
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