They had spent the whole summer acting careful. My mother clipped coupons in front of me and sighed over grocery prices. My father shook his head when I suggested one quiet weekend away together, like I had asked him to buy a second house instead of share a motel room and a diner breakfast. “This summer we’re staying in,” Mom told me. “It’s just too much.” I believed her because believing them had become a reflex, even after years of little disappointments. They knew I kept one reserve account for emergencies, and they knew my health was the reason I guarded it like oxygen. At 3:08 in the morning, my phone buzzed hard enough to wake me. The notification said $9,860 had been withdrawn from my reserve fund. I sat up so fast the room tilted, opened the banking app, and watched my own life turn into someone else’s vacation. There were first-class flights to Mykonos. There was a luxury suite, a private driver, designer shops, spa treatments, and restaurant holds that cost more than my rent. Every charge use

The nurse checked the monitor and placed a hand on Audrey’s shoulder.

“The stress may be restarting labor.”

Audrey looked at Diana.

“Find Martin.”

“I’m not leaving you.”

“You have to.”

“No.”

“Diana, listen to me. If Martin caused this outage, he didn’t come here just to talk.”

“I know.”

“He may be looking for Owen’s files.”

“Or the phone.”

Audrey looked down.

The black phone was still in her hand.

The screen glowed.

THE BASEMENT.

A second message appeared.

MARTIN IS GOING TO THE BASEMENT.

Audrey showed Diana.

“What is down there?” she asked Elena.

“Utilities. Storage. Pharmacy backup systems. Security control.”

Diana’s expression sharpened.

“Security control?”

Elena nodded.

“The main surveillance servers are on the lower level.”

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