CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN - The Winds of Change

Clarissa, emboldened perhaps by the playful atmosphere, found herself gravitating closer to Agent Harper as the evening wore on. Their heads bent close together over the game board, their laughter mingling in a way that didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the group. Cassius watched this development with a mix of emotions. On one hand, he was glad to see his sister smiling and enjoying herself. On the other, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that there was more to Agent Harper than met the eye. As the night drew to a close and people began to drift off to their rooms, Cassius caught Clarissa's arm gently. "Be careful," he murmured, his voice low enough that only she could hear. "We still don't know why he's really here." Clarissa's eyes softened at her brother's concern. "I know," she said, patting his hand reassuringly. "Don't worry so much, Cass. I can take care of myself." As Clarissa walked away, Cassius couldn't help but wonder if she really could. The arrival of Agent Harpe