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As Zaid and Sarah dug deeper into the history of the Markat, they realized they weren't the only ones searching for it. Someone else had been ransacking the old study, looking for the key to the vault. Trust between family members began to shatter as suspicion fell on everyone. In a quiet moment in the conservatory, Zaid turned to Sarah. 'I don't know who to trust anymore, Sarah. Except you.' Sarah looked away, carrying a heavy burden of her own. 'Don't trust me too easily, Zaid. The emerald carries a price, and some secrets are better left buried.'