**Chapter 4 – The First Threat**
Two weeks earlier, thieves had come to the neighborhood.
Kael saw them from his window — three men, masked, moving quickly between houses. They broke into the neighbor's garage, stole tools, and vanished before anyone noticed.
He watched.
And did nothing.
Because he didn't want attention.
Because he didn't want to be seen.
But people noticed anyway.
Whispers spread — about how the quiet brother hadn't done anything. How he just watched.
He let the rumors pass.
Until two weeks later.
That night, the same thieves returned.
This time, they were closer.
Too close.
They crept toward his mother's house.
Kael stood at the window, heart steady.
Then he moved.
Silently.
Swiftly.
Three men.
One motion.
They dropped like stones.
He dragged them away from sight, then went back inside.
No one knew.
Not even his mother.
Only the wind remembered what happened that night.