Diana sat at her desk in her private office at the Reed Hospital, the soft sound of the medical equipment in the background a familiar comfort. The events of the past twenty-four hours had been a whirlwind. Caleb’s call, hushed and urgent, confirming the capture of an imposter Victor Alejandro, not the real one. The chilling realization of a larger, unseen enemy, "The V." And then, the immense relief when word came that Jasmine, Caleb’s foster sister, had been found and was safe, though shaken. She was currently at a secure location, receiving care and comfort.Diana had spent the morning coordinating with her own network, discreetly trying to find any medical records or shadowy connections related to advanced plastic surgery or voice modulation that could lead them to the person who created the imposter Victor. Her mind, usually so focused on saving lives, was now navigating a complex world of spies and hidden enemies.She took a sip of her lukewarm coffee, t

The night had faded into early morning when Mr. Callahan stepped into his private office at Callahan Corp. The building was still quiet. He liked it that way. His suit jacket hung over the chair, his sleeves rolled up, and a fresh pot of coffee steamed gently on the table.He looked at the reports on his desk—financial updates, security memos, and a thick file marked "Fiona’s Empire – Board Transition." Caleb’s name appeared on nearly every page.The door opened softly."Sir," Richard greeted, stepping in with another folder. "This just came in. The background trace on the imposter has stalled again. And we received new confirmation—Caleb’s restructuring plans at Fiona’s Empire are rolling out smoothly."Mr. Callahan nodded slowly. "He’s doing well.""Exceptionally," Richard added. "Even the legacy board members are adjusting to his presence."Mr. Callahan rubbed the back of his neck. "He’s strong. Much stronger than I expected. Fiona would’ve been proud.""But you’re still worried."

Hold on tight, Diana!" Caleb yelled, his voice raw with urgency. He reached out, pulling Diana close to him with his free arm, shielding her body with his own as the car spun out of control.The car slammed into the road barrier with a horrifying screech of tearing, twisting metal. The barrier, meant to protect cars from falling, splintered and broke apart under the force of the impact. For a chilling, endless second, the car flew through the air, suspended above the dark, hungry waves. Then, with a deafening, thunderous splash, it plunged down into the freezing ocean below.Water instantly rushed into the car, cold and dark, swallowing them whole. The vehicle sank with terrifying speed, dragged down by its own heavy weight into the ocean's depths.Caleb's mind, against all odds, snapped into survival mode. His thoughts were clear and sharp, cutting through the shock and the freezing water. He remembered the strict, intense training Mr. Callahan had put him through, the drills for suc

Days passed quietly in the hidden cabin. Caleb and Diana lived in a strange rhythm of waiting and planning. The old radio device sat silent, like a patient guard. Caleb kept sending out coded signals faint whispers into the shadow network hoping K.J. would pick them up. He also worked on the old laptop he’d found in the cabin, trying to set up a basic, secure connection. Just enough to check the news, nothing that could be traced."Still nothing?" Diana asked one afternoon, her voice low. She sat by the small window, staring out at the endless trees.Caleb shook his head. "Not yet. K.J.’s careful. He won’t reply until he’s sure it’s really me and it’s safe." His fingers tapped restlessly on the table. Waiting was the hardest part, especially knowing their enemies thought they had already won.They spent hours going over their plan. They needed proof not just guesses about Tony and the Reeds. They had to know every part of the enemy's strategy. Diana, sharp and thoughtful, helped Cal

The grand hall of the Reed Hospital remained tense after Diana’s declaration. Mr. Reed and Michael, exposed to the shocked shareholders, offered weak excuses. Their authority was gone. Diana, with Ms. Davies beside her, moved with quiet purpose, securing her win. She made sure the independent audit began, with a clear focus on all transactions and communications involving her shares and the hospital’s recent business. Her presence alone shifted power, but her calm actions cemented her control.“Ms. Davies, make sure everything is checked,” Diana instructed, her voice low but firm, as the remaining shareholders left, talking about the day’s revelations. “Every suspicious activity, every questionable transfer. We need solid proof.”Ms. Davies, with new determination in her eyes, nodded. “It’s as good as done, Dr. Reed. They won’t know what hit them.”Diana’s face stayed calm, but a quiet, fierce satisfaction burned inside her. She had taken back her place, but the fight was not over. Sh