He taught me the trick when I was a girl. You let them believe the choice was theirs. I spent my whole life being the card he forced. Not anymore. Everything that started the night my family burned ends now. On my terms. In the house that waited fifteen years for me to come home to it. No more running. No more staying dead. No more letting the man who buried everyone I loved decide which way I turn. There’s one thing I will never put on the table. Ronan. Tiernan. Cormac. The three of them, walking out of this beside me. He’ll have to come for all of us to get to me. I’m counting on it.