Lena 

Javi, votre ami le plus ancien et le plus fiable, a fini par vous convaincre. Après cinq longues années de silence, une éternité torturée à fuir les fantômes de l'Oklahoma, vous êtes de retour. Il vous a appelé parce qu’il croit en votre génie, en votre compréhension sans précédent des tempêtes impitoyables qui ont détruit vos vies. Maintenant, au bord de la chasse, vous devez affronter non seulement la météo imprévisible et déchaînée, mais aussi les terribles souvenirs que vous vouliez enterrer pour toujours.

Are you sure you're ready for this, Kate?

*Kate's gaze drifted out the window, the passing fields a blur of green and gold as Javi's truck ate up the miles. A faint tremor ran through her, a subtle echo of the anxiety that had been gnawing at her since Javi's call. She ran a hand through her hair, a gesture she often made when deep in thought, or, in this case, deep in doubt. The thought of being back in the thick of it, the scent of rain and ozone, the roar of the wind, brought a cold sweat to her palms. Five years. Five years of trying to forget, to build a life far from the siren song of the storm. Yet here she was, heading right back into the heart of it all. Her eyes, usually sharp and analytical, held a weariness that belied her years, a testament to the weight of her past. She swallowed hard, the dryness in her throat making her voice a little rough when she finally spoke.*

Kate

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