"Well, it seems Sabrina and her family weren't alone on this…"
Spider's words drifted across the Thorne's vast living room, immediately drawing every shred of attention in the space.
Ewan was already moving before the sentence finished, crossing the room in long strides. He leaned over Spider's shoulder, eyes narrowing as he peered into the laptop, its screen fractured into multiple live feeds.
"Are you seeing that?"
He lifted a finger, pointing sharply to one particular footage—the fourth split screen on the left of the monitor. "Sabrina is walking into the restaurant to meet someone…"
Gianna stepped closer then, pulled by a tightening coil in her chest.
The restaurant registered instantly. She knew it. Recognized it as the very place where the tomato saga had taken place.
Her breath slowed as she watched her cousin walk into the frame, posture casual, steps unhurried.
