"Blood In The Ink"

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  BLOOD IN THE INK THE MANSION AT THE EDGE OF THE CITY The mansion stood where the city quietly surrendered to darkness. A colossal structure of glass and stone, perched at the very edge of civilization, surrounded by trimmed hedges, towering pines, and a fog that seemed less like weather and more like intention. Soft lights spilled from tall windows, dissolving into the mist like secrets trying to escape. Zane Faulkner adjusted the collar of his black overcoat as he stepped out of the car. “One day,” Eli muttered beside him, staring at the glowing mansion with visible discomfort, “you’re going to tell me why trouble always wears expensive clothes.” Zane smiled faintly. “Because danger, my dear Eli, has excellent taste.” Fog curled around their shoes as music drifted from inside—laughter, clinking glasses, the hum of power gathered under one roof. This was no ordinary celebration. It was the birthday of Victoria Hale—the only daughter of Senator Richard Hale, one of the most influe...
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