Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 364

KESTER.

Saint didn’t even turn his head. He just said, “What is it?”

Kyrie rotated his laptop to face the table and paused the video on a frame I’d already seen too many goddamn times.

But this time, he did something different.

He tweaked the sound levels. Stripped it layer by layer like he was cutting flesh from bone.

“You hear that?” he asked, dragging the slider higher.

Everyone leaned in. A low creaking sound came through the speakers. It was barely audible, but… There

“That’s not the chair. It’s background resonance,” Kyrie said, tapping the screen. “Rhythmic and subtle. Like a steady sway.”

I frowned. “What the fuck does that mean?”

“It means,” he said without looking at me, “this room is in motion. The whole structure is shifting slightly every three seconds. I matched the frequency. It’s not an earthquake, it’s too consistent. It’s water movement. They’re on something afloat.”

Saint finally turned, just enough to flick his cold gaze to Kyrie. “A ship,” he said.

“Exactly,” Kyrie nodded. “Mid–sized. Single engine. Something they could keep off–grid, no radar signature.”

jaw. It made sense. The video didn’t show windows. No natural light. Just those dim, flat lights

again, and this time he zoomed in on something I hadn’t even paid attention

the frame and enhanced

see this?”

the tray’s

Small ship design. It’s facing east – based on

the video.”

breath caught somewhere between a curse

coldly, like it wasn’t

He zoomed in again.

anchor latch. These models are welded in emergency rooms of military boats. That puts us in the twenty–to–fifty–ton category.

“Jesus… someone muttered.

voice I hadn’t

panels,” she said, barely above a whisper, but

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tapping away on her tereen or

a tight ponytail, eyes like polished glass. I’d caught Norlan stealing glances at her all damn day, the locker thought I wouldn’t

like now. He was already standing before her, instinctively, waiting to hear what

and I swear to fuck, I

else in this room who understood what these men were saying, it was Norlan. This was a branch of his own job. He knew all these. But,

tease him about this when

closed–off quarters. It’s designed to trick the body into thinking it’s daytime. That’s why Kasmine didn’t show signs of jet lag or disorientation – the ship

for