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Kian's POV

It felt very odd to me that I hadn't checked the security footage to find out whom the killer was.

It just occurred to me that ever since I installed it, I hadn’t really checked it for anything. My security team didn’t have access to it and only the trusted ones were aware of it.

For a a matter this important to me, the idea that it skipped my mind was so ludicrous and far fetched that I found myself bothered by it.

The anger I felt when I saw the vase broken had overridden my logical senses. I had made very hasty decisions. My mind flashed back to Lessia. I imagined what she was doing. How exactly she was coping, being alone in that darkness.

That place wasn’t meant for a Luna. It was meant for thieves and criminals such as Maddox. Lessia had no business there, but I had our her there because I was angry.

I heaved a sigh, collapsing on the desk I was leaning on, all my weight dispersing with the stress that weighed on my shoulders. On the desk was a computer. Somehow it