THE INFERNAL BROTHERHOOD
Dedication--- I don’t like endings. I never really have. Stories, I believe, should never truly end—they should breathe, shift, and outgrow the hands that shape them. They should live beyond the author, fed by the love and intention poured into them. This story is no exception. To my husband, David Hamm—without you, none of this would exist. You gave me the courage to write, the space to dream, and the unwavering support to keep going, even when the words felt impossible. You are my anchor, my first reader, and the reason these pages exist at all. --- to my daughter, Jaden Rose "Opal" Hamm—this story is yours now. May you take it further than I ever could. One day, I hope you’ll weave its ending—or better yet, refuse to end it at all. — And to Dee, my amazing friend: Without you, I never would have finished this. I never could have edited it, never could have wrangled my thoughts into place. You are my sibling from another algo...