The garage attack
Sam's point of view
The house was quiet when we arrived. Bella headed upstairs while I made my way to the study, my mind spinning with unanswered questions. Once inside, I shut the door behind me and approached the large oak bookshelf. Pressing a hidden latch, I revealed the secret room concealed behind it.
Stepping inside, I was met with the familiar sight of a wall covered in photographs, clippings, and notes. Each piece was a fragment of a larger puzzle: the truth behind my parents' death. My gaze fell on a picture in the center: a grainy image of the masked man.
I pulled it from the wall and stared at it, memories flooding back.
Eliana's call echoed in my mind. Just hours ago, as I was sitting at dinner with Bella, she had called with critical information.
