The nurse’s hands trembled as she pulled the blanket back from Vincent’s body. Her breath caught when her eyes landed on his arm—a tattoo, gleaming faintly under the light.
It was no ordinary design: a serpent coiled around a sword, encircled by strange markings she couldn’t decipher. But that wasn’t what froze her. She knew this tattoo.
Years ago, her brother Tom had shown her the exact same symbol, claiming it marked him as a member of a secretive order called the Watchers—a group whispered about for its hidden influence and shadowy rituals.
Tom had vanished two years ago, never sharing much about the society. Now here it was again, carved on the skin of a comatose stranger.
The nurse’s bl00d ran cold. Could Vincent be connected to her missing brother? Or worse—part of the same dangerous web?
