Chapitre 18: Shadows of Academia

Avery squinted in the harsh bright light as the bag was pulled off her head. Her heart raced as she took in the stark, windowless room with concrete walls. In front of her, Volkov stood with a triumphant grin.

"Convenient, little Chen?" he asked, his voice dripping with false concern. Avery stared back at him defiantly.

"Where are Lucas and Damien?" she demanded.

Volkov laughed heartily. "Worried about your boyfriends? Don't be. They're safe—for now."

Avery shivered at his words. She struggled against her restraints, her mind racing with possible escape plans. Volkov clicked his tongue. "Now, now. There's a lot to discuss. Your mother, your father, and Blackthorn University..."

Avery's eyes widened. "You know about Blackthorn?"

Volkov's grin widened. "More than your sweetheart could ever imagine. But let's start with a little history lesson."