A few hours later, Caitlin released her mouse. She had reached a startling conclusion.
Vance Castle had no surveillance cameras installed.
In an age where security systems were ubiquitous, the complete absence of cameras at the castle was more than suspicious. It was a glaring red flag, practically screaming that something was being hidden inside.
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Meanwhile, at Windsor Castle, Will was on a video call.
"Master Ninth, I've met a very special girl recently."
On the other end of the screen, a man in a sharp suit sat with a stoic expression, his features chiseled and impassive. In response to Will's news, he offered only a single, monotone syllable. "Hm."
The man was none other than Gordon Sylvester.
Years ago, Gordon had saved Will's life during his time with a peacekeeping force. Since that day, the rebellious and arrogant Will, who bowed to no one, had developed a deep and unwavering respect for Gordon alone.
"Master Ninth, don't be so cold," Will pouted, propping his chin in his hands. "Come on, give me some ideas. How can I get her to accept me?"


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