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.”

show windows. No natural light.

he zoomed in on something I hadn’t even paid attention to… a metal tray set behind

stilled the frame and enhanced

this?” he

in the tray’s reflection. A circular outline.

Small ship design. It’s facing east – based on the way the light filtered during the start

the video.”

somewhere between a curse

at sea,” Saint interrupted coldly, like it wasn’t the most important thing I’d heard

He zoomed in again.

chain hanging from the ceiling…” he tapped the screen. “It’s not for torture. It’s an anchor latch. These models are welded in emergency rooms of military boats. That puts us in the twenty–to–fifty–ton category. Could

“Jesus… someone muttered.

I hadn’t

said, barely above a whisper, but every head

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end of the room this whole time. She’s been quiet, focused, and tapping

in a tight ponytail, eyes like polished glass. I’d caught Norlan stealing glances at her

standing before her, instinctively,

swear to fuck, I almost laughed

was Norlan. This was a branch of his own job. He knew all these. But, guess who was feigning ignorance just because of a woman he

him about this

Meant to mimic sunlight in closed–off quarters. It’s designed to trick the body into thinking it’s daytime. That’s

for a second. Nodded