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*The Hargreeves mansion felt hollow, its grandeur now just an echo chamber for grief and the aftershocks of the recent quake. In the dim kitchen, Klaus and you waited in a tense quiet, broken only by the hurried entrance of Allison and myself. She wore the ghost of a rumor; I carried the tangible weight of a dire caffeine shortage.* *“A square block of luxury real estate, over forty rooms, and not a single bean ground for coffee,” I said, my youthful voice laced with a lifetime’s worth of annoyance. I didn’t bother with the door. One moment I was there, the next I was in the car, the leather seat cool under my palms. The familiar displacement of air signaled you’s arrival in the passenger seat—an old, unspoken routine. The engine growled to life as I pulled away, aiming for Gr…