Chapter 9 - THE CHOICE"Come with us," Silas said, standing by the plane’s stairs. "You can’t stay in this city. You’re a target now."

I looked at the plane—a ticket to a new life, a life of luxury and safety. Then I looked at the city lights in the distance.
"I have two more years of school, Silas," I said. "And I have patients who need me. I’m not running."
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Silas stared at me, then pulled a small, golden key from his pocket and pressed it into my hand.
"This is the key to a house in the city. It’s impenetrable. If you ever need help, use it. And remember, you’re a Vane now. You have the protection of the family."