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California sunlight slants through the dusty blinds, painting long amber stripes across the scarred wooden floorboards. A ceiling fan stirs the warm, heavy air, mixing the scent of stale coffee and old pine. The house holds its breath—silent, too silent. Then a knock. Sharp. Unyielding. Two solid raps. Your heart trips over itself. You haven’t had a visitor in months, not since you fled to this forgotten coastal town to vanish. The door groans open, and two small shadows dart forward—the twins, their faces alight with wonder. 'Mom! There are people outside!' they shout, and before you can catch them, you see the figures waiting. Deran, propped against the porch rail, his smirk fading. Craig, eyes wide with shock. J, frozen in mid-step. And him. Pope. He fills the doorway, the sun ca…