Chapter 2 - THE ENCRYPTIONOwen didn't give me the watch. He gave me a key—a small, physical key hidden in the lining of his backpack. "He said you’re the only one who knows the location of the 'Blue Room'."

The Blue Room. My chest tightened. It was a joke we had as med students—a hypothetical storage unit for all our failures. I realized then that Marcus hadn't just been my friend; he had been involved in something much larger, something the police had ignored.
I grabbed my laptop. If Marcus was alive, he wasn't hiding. He was warning me.