All Chapters of The Gilded Man With A Thousand Lives: Chapter 351
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351 Just Say Yes
Tyler made it forty feet down the corridor before the sharp click of heels echoed against the tile behind him."Wait! Tyler, wait!"He turned. Vivian Anderson skidded to a halt in front of him, breathless and pressing a hand to her side. Her hair had tumbled from its neat knot hours ago, completely forgotten. She hadn't even noticed the streak of dried blood staining her sleeve."You're leaving," she panted."That was the plan.""There are forty doctors on their knees back there," she said, her voice rising in disbelief. "Alan Moss is a Halloran laureate. That man has never apologized to anyone in his life, and he was bowing on the floor. And the Mayor's wife wanted to talk to you more. But you just walked out.""Yeah." Tyler shrugged. "I need a shower."Vivian opened her mouth, closed it, and took a breath. Then she finally asked the question that had driven her down the hallway."The accident this morning," she said, dropping her voice. "You weren't hurt.""Nope.""Not at all? My Be
352 The Orphanage
The old quarter hadn't changed much. Same cracked sidewalks. Same crooked lampposts. Same smell of fry oil and river water drifting off the docks two streets over. Tyler walked through it, hands in pockets, with every block something in his chest pulled tighter.He knew this route. He'd run it barefoot a hundred times. Left at the laundromat. Past the shuttered bakery where the old man used to hand out yesterday's bread to any kid who looked hungry enough.Down the hill, where the road gave up on being a road and turned into broken concrete.And then the memory hit him so hard he slowed down.Four kids on a concrete yard. Summer. Blistering hot."I'm marrying Tyler when I grow up," Junie announced, tiny and furious, arms folded. "I already decided.""You can't decide that," Ivy shot back, already dramatic. "He has to pick. Tyler, pick.""He's picking me," Callie said flatly from the top of the wall—her wall, she was the oldest. "He's not picking either of you. You're both babies.""I
353 Three Names
Agnes made tea because her hands needed something to do.The house was one room. A cot, a hot plate, a table with two mismatched chairs. Above the cot hung a single photograph of forty children squinting into the sun on that concrete yard."It only took him two weeks," she said, setting the cup down. "Two weeks after they sentenced you, this place burned down at three in the morning. I got all the children out through the kitchen door, then stood in that yard in my nightgown and watched forty years of my life turn into charcoal.""Did anyone die?""No, thank God. A few older boys had burns on their hands, everybody breathed in smoke, but I didn't lose a single child that night." Her mouth twisted. "And then the fire chief stood right where you're sitting and told me it was faulty wiring in an old building.""It wasn't faulty wiring.""Of course it wasn't. Two empty cans of accelerant lying in the ditch behind the fence. I found them myself the next morning and carried them into the po
354 Tickets
The billboard on the highway had said Saturday.The internet said today.Tyler Grant stood on the far side of Vessel Avenue with his hands in his jacket pockets, and he read the banner hanging above the showroom doors for the third time.LOVELIN COSMETICS PRESENTS: AN AFTERNOON WITH IVY SOLARIS.Her face was printed six feet tall across the glass front of the building.It was the same face, but it was not the same girl.Six years ago that girl used to steal bread rolls off his plate at St. Brigid's Orphanage, because she was too shy to ask the sisters for a second helping.She would wait until he looked away on purpose, and he always looked away on purpose, and neither of them ever said a single word about it.She had been twelve years old when he was arrested.Twelve, and small for her age, and she had screamed his name in the courthouse hallway until a bailiff carried her out of the building.Tyler stood on that sidewalk and looked up at her for a long moment, and something moved in
355 Mountain
"Her brother." Dolan wiped the corner of his eye with a knuckle. "All right. All right, let us play your game for a minute. Let us say I believe you. Let us say that Ivy Solaris, the face of LOVELIN Cosmetics, the woman who sold out the Grand Meridian in eleven minutes, secretly has an older brother that nobody on this planet has ever heard about."He spread his arms wide, playing it up for the cameras behind him."Then where have you been all these years, brother? Have you been living under a rock somewhere? Did you get lost at the carnival?""I was in prison," Tyler said. "I got out two days ago."The laughter came back twice as loud as before.A man at the barricade was filming with both arms stretched above his head so that his phone could see over the crowd. Two girls were laughing so hard that they had to hold on to each other to stay standing."There it is!" Dolan pointed at him, and now he was genuinely enjoying himself. "That is the only true thing you have said since you ope
356 Charity
The woman who came through those doors did not hurry for anybody.She was somewhere in her forties, in a charcoal pantsuit that had been cut for her body and nobody else's, with her hair pulled back tight. She carried a tablet under one arm. She wore no jewelry at all except for a single steel watch.Every guard along that rope straightened up the moment they saw her."What is going on out here?" she said.Her voice was calm and quiet, and it cut through four hundred people like a knife through paper.The crowd began to whisper her name.She was Raina Dustin, Ivy Solaris's manager. She controlled every tour, every sponsor and every appearance the girl made, and she personally signed the paycheck of every man standing on that sidewalk in a black suit.Marcus Dolan stepped forward immediately, and his whole posture changed. Two minutes ago he had been laughing for the cameras. Now he stood like a soldier reporting to an officer."Miss Dustin. My apologies for the noise." He gestured at
357 Maximum
"Put that online right now. Are you filming? Tell me you are filming this.""He is insane. That man is genuinely insane."Behind the rope, Marcus Dolan stood with his empty hand still half extended, and his ears turned dark red.But it was Raina Dustin who had changed.She had not moved an inch. Her face had not moved either. But something behind her eyes had gone completely cold.Raina Dustin had grown up in two rooms above a laundry. She had put herself through school on borrowed money that took her nine years to pay back. And in eleven years of managing the most valuable young woman in Sapphire City, she had learned exactly one thing about people who burn money in public.They are not asking for anything. They are making a statement.This man was not a lost soul who needed a hot meal. He was a performer. He had chosen her client's showroom for his performance, and there were three news cameras thirty feet away recording every second of it.By tonight the headline would not say that
358 Lethal Force
Nothing happened.The taser screamed against his chest at full power. Blue light jumped and flickered across the leather of his jacket. The sound of it filled the whole street.And Tyler Grant stood there holding it in place, looking mildly bored, the way a man looks while he waits for a kettle to boil.He held it there for a count of five.Then he took it off his chest and switched it off, and the sudden silence was almost worse than the noise had been."See," he said. "Even at full charge, your toys are worthless."The crowd did not cheer. The crowd did not say anything at all.Four hundred people had just watched a man hold a lethal charge against his own heart for five seconds and then complain about the product quality.A young man near the barricade lowered his phone with a shaking hand."That is not possible," he said, to nobody. "That is not possible. That is not a thing that can happen."An older man beside him had gone the color of paper. "My cousin took one of those at a fo
359 He Is With Me
Ivy Solaris did not move.She stood at the top of the steps with one hand still resting on the glass door, and she looked at the man on the sidewalk, and she did not say anything at all.Four hundred people were screaming her name. She did not hear a single one of them.Raina Dustin reached her in four quick steps and put herself directly between the girl and the street."Do not look at him, sweetheart." She was speaking loudly and clearly, and she was speaking for the three news cameras as much as for Ivy. "This man is disturbed. He has been claiming to be your brother for the last twenty minutes. He assaulted two members of staff and he refused money to leave. This is exactly why we have a security team."She took Ivy's shoulder. "Go back inside and let them do their job."The crowd agreed with her at once."She is right, Ivy. Go back in!""He is a lunatic. He burned three thousand dollars right here in the street.""Please, Miss Solaris. Do not go anywhere near that man."Ivy came
360 Impostor
The noise of the street cut off the second the doors closed.The LOVELIN showroom was cold and white and quiet inside, all glass shelves and soft lighting, and it smelled expensive in a way Tyler could not put a name to. Somewhere above them a piano was playing through hidden speakers.Ivy walked fast.She did not take his arm and she did not slow down for him. She led him down a long service corridor behind the display floor, past two staff members who flattened themselves against the wall to get out of her way, and she kept four feet between them the whole time.Twice she glanced sideways at him.Both times it was the way a woman looks at a dog she has not made her mind up about.Tyler noticed. He was not offended. He was confused, and confusion was not something he had felt much of in six years."You are keeping your distance," he said.Ivy did not answer."I have been gone a long time and I know that changes people. But you used to follow me around that building like a duckling."