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Logan turned his head toward Charlotte.“Good news sounds like something I could use right now,” he said quietly, his deep voice still rough from fatigue. “Don’t keep me in suspense, Charlotte. What is it?”She hesitated for a second, biting her lower lip, as if the words she was about to say were too unbelievable even for her. “You might not believe this,” she began, her voice trembling with awe, “but I just got a call a few hours ago—from an unknown number. The person on the other end said Elysian Bloom is receiving major funding. Logan, I mean real funding.”Logan straightened slightly, a flicker of curiosity glinting in his eyes. “Funding? From who?”“That’s the strange part,” she said, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “The caller wouldn’t say who exactly, just that it’s from a private organization that wants to support my company. But that’s not all.” Her voice grew steadier now, her excitement rising with every word. “Apparently, a new company—an entire compan
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Logan could hardly believe it. His father was missing! He wasn’t sick or in the hospital. But he was missing! The news sent a chill through his body, and before anyone could say another word, Logan was already on his way to the Brooks Mansion. The Obsidian Lynx Hypercar roared as it sped through the city streets. Logan’s mind was clouded with thoughts, fury, and questions. Who would dare take his father? And how did anyone even get into the mansion without being noticed? He clenched his jaw tightly, the fury in his eyes growing darker by the second. Whoever was behind this, he thought, had just declared war against him. When he arrived at the Brooks Mansion, the entire compound was in utter chaos. The large gates stood open with security guards running back and forth. The sound of frantic voices filled the air. Inside the mansion, the scene was even worse. The servants were moving about in panic, some crying, others speaking over each other in confusion. The grand ch
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Logan’s car pulled in front of a house.He stepped from the car, flanked by Derek and Miles; and then, the assistant butler hovered at his elbow with his face pale and drawn. Somewhere beyond the broken treeline, a dog barked once and then lapsed into silence. At first the place looked abandoned, but as they moved closer a smell rolled toward them, heavy and rotten, and every step forward made it worse.“It stinks,” the assistant butler said, his voice thin. He covered his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes watering. “Oh God. It’s awful.”Logan’s jaw tightened. He lifted his chin and scanned the yard. Bodies lay scattered among overturned crates and a shattered wagon. Men in dirt-streaked clothes and faces slack and void of expression, littered the ground; some lay face-down, others on their backs, hands curled as if in the act of reaching for something that no longer existed.Derek swallowed audibly. Miles’s hand strayed to the butt of his sidearm, fingers tightening. For a
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The moment Logan saw the glint of steel in his uncle’s hand — the knife aimed at his father’s throat — a dark, cold laugh escaped him. It was a laugh of disbelief mixed with fury, a sound that made the entire room still for a heartbeat.“You’re a fool,” Logan said, his voice low, sharp, and unflinching. “A pathetic fool to think you could ever kill my father right before my eyes and walk away breathing.”His uncle’s face twisted, veins bulging along his temple. “You dare mock me, boy? You think your new position makes you untouchable? You think—”Before he could finish, he lunged forward, knife in hand, his eyes burning with a kind of madness that only years of envy could forge.But Logan was faster.His reflexes were honed by years of discipline, by battles fought in silence and wars no one else had survived. The moment the blade came within reach, Logan’s hand shot out, twisting his uncle’s wrist with brutal precision. The knife slipped from the man’s grasp and clattered to the con
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They moved against Logan, but he anticipated every move.From the floor, the older man growled.He pushed himself up with trembling arms and his expression twisted with pain and hatred. Blood dripped from his mouth, but his eyes burned like coals.“Where… is it?” his uncle spat.Logan didn’t answer. His uncle slammed his fist against the floor, veins straining across his neck. “Don’t you dare ignore me, Logan! Where is the heirloom?”Logan finally turned, eyes like sharpened steel. “You still care about that?” he asked calmly, his voice almost bored. “Even now, when you’re lying in your own mess?”The man coughed, then sneered through the blood on his lips. “You think this is over? You think you’ve won?” He pushed himself to a kneeling position. “I will never allow you to leave this place unless you hand it over. That heirloom belongs to me. To our family. Not to some undeserving impostor who stole everything that should have been mine.”Logan’s jaw tightened, but his expression
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Charlotte took a step forward with her hands clenching at her sides. Her eyes, wide and sharp, bore into him with intensity."You haven’t heard the news, have you?” she demanded, her voice rising slightly, teetering on the edge of panic. “The police… they’re everywhere. They’re looking for you, Logan. They’ve found out about the burglary, about the people… the people you killed.”Logan tilted his head slightly, as though processing something both obvious and absurd. His gaze rested on Charlotte, and for a moment it was almost as if he couldn’t comprehend why she was so worked up. “I don’t follow,” he said casually, a trace of amusement in his tone. “Are you seriously telling me the police are upset that I dealt with some criminals? That I took care of matters that belonged to me?”Charlotte’s eyes widened further, a mix of frustration and fear bubbling to the surface. “Matters that belonged to you?” she echoed, incredulous. “Logan, you didn’t just take care of matters—you broke
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Logan’s smile faded instantly. His jaw tightened, and a spark of anger flickered in his eyes. “You’re both unbelievable,” he snapped, his voice cutting through the heavy silence like a blade. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about! I haven’t done anything wrong.”Barbara’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh, really? You expect us to believe that? The entire city’s talking about you! The police say you broke into someone’s house, attacked people, and now they’re looking for you for questioning. And you say you’ve done nothing wrong?”“I said I haven’t done anything wrong!” Logan barked back, his voice echoing across the hall. The air between them vibrated with tension. “I didn’t attack anyone. I didn’t break into any house. I went to rescue my father! Do you even know what that means? My uncle had him — tied up, tortured, left to die like an animal. I saved him from death! That’s what happened.”Charlotte blinked rapidly, her confusion deepening.“Wait, what are you talking about? Uncle?
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The police station smelled of bleach and stale coffee.Logan sat on the stiff bench in the interrogation room, his hands folded loosely in his lap. He had expected this—he hadn’t been naïve about the danger of being the man who drew attention. Still, being called in under accusation of murder felt obscene, the allegation heavy and absurd at once. He had just saved his father. He had defended himself. The narrative should have been simple; instead, it had been twisted into something ugly and criminal.Two officers paced outside the door while an investigator—mid-forties, blotchy-faced, and officious—looked down at a file and then up at Logan. The room was small and clinical, the table and chairs bolted to the floor like fixtures in a stage set. A camera in the corner watched with a dull, indifferent red light. Logan could almost feel the town’s gossip pressing at that red eye, hungry and ready.“You understand the gravity of these accusations, Mr. Brooks?” the investigator said, v
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Seeing Logan’s audacity, the officer didn’t have a choice but to drop his hands.After a few moments of silence, the lead officer cleared his throat. “Alright,” he said, glancing at his partner before looking at Logan again. “Let’s all calm down. Things got a little… heated. We’re only doing our job here.”Logan’s lips curved into the faintest smile, cold and knowing. “Your job,” he echoed. “Then start doing it right.”The officer gave a nervous chuckle, trying to appear in control. “Mr. Brooks,” he began, “let’s focus on the issue at hand. The charges against you are serious. There’s been talk of murder, property damage, and forced entry. People are saying you broke into your uncle’s estate and killed several men in the process. We’re here to get to the bottom of that.”Logan tilted his head slightly, his patience thinning. “And what evidence do you have,” he asked evenly, “to prove I did any of that?”The officer opened the file again, tapping on the tablet beside him. “We have
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The woman’s entourage of bodyguards flanked her like shadows.Every officer near the entrance stopped what they were doing. The hum of conversation died instantly, leaving only the echo of her heels.Her gaze was locked on Logan. The officers at the front, still recovering from the tension of his interrogation, stiffened as she approached. The woman’s beauty was disarming, but it was her aura of control that unsettled everyone present. Her black coat fluttered slightly in the breeze.“Excuse me,” she said. “Is that him?” She gestured toward Logan, who stood a few feet from the doorway, his expression unreadable. “Is that the man—the hired man?”The senior officer, who had just finished signing Logan’s release documents, adjusted his cap nervously and stepped forward. “If you mean Mr. Logan Brooks,” he began cautiously, “then yes, that’s him. But, madam, I must clarify—Mr. Brooks has been completely exonerated. The accusations about murder were false. The footage proved his innocen