Rue’s POV

The security footage flickered faintly on the monitor. Percy stood beside me, one hand resting against the back of my chair.

Neither of us spoke.

On the screen, the hallway camera showed Haven slipping into the house earlier that evening, she clearly knew how to bypass locks without leaving evidence. She moved cautiously, as if aware she were committing a crime but convinced she would never be caught.

I felt a strange calm settle inside me as I watched.

Usually, our house was ...