All Chapters of The Miracle Doctor : Chapter 81
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Chapter 81
The rain hit Braxton Tower like a thousand fingertips tapping against glass. Thick clouds rolled over the skyline, drowning the city in a dull gray that felt far too similar to the fear lingering in every hallway.Leanna strode through the operations floor with purpose in her steps. Screens flickered with reconstruction data, maps, live feeds, and emergency alerts. Analysts looked up as she passed, whispering her name….half in respect, half in fear of the fire she carried now.Marcus kept up beside her, tablet in hand. “I’ve pulled everything we have from the site feeds. Korrin was careful…too careful. He avoided every major camera angle.”“That tells us he planned it,” Leanna said. “Good. Planning leaves traces.”Marcus cleared his throat. “The council issued the suspension. We have a seventy-two-hour advantage.”Leanna’s jaw tightened. “We’ll need half that.”They reached the security archive lab…a cold room lined with screens and humming machines. Analysts straightened immediately.
Chapter 82
Braxton City woke under a low grey sky, as if the weather itself sensed the tension stretching through every street, every tower, every breath. The reconstruction teams moved carefully, their steps quieter than usual, glancing often toward the balcony of the central tower where Leanna usually stood to address them. Today, she wasn’t there. Today, Braxton City was holding its breath.Inside the tower’s medical wing, machines hummed softly around Ethan’s bed. His burns were healing, his breathing steady, but he had not yet opened his eyes. Every time Leanna stepped into that room, the weight of the entire city seemed to settle on her shoulders.This morning was no different.She entered quietly, closing the door behind her. The air smelled of antiseptic and warm metal. Ethan lay still, wrapped in light bandages, the faint rise and fall of his chest the only reassurance that he was still fighting.Leanna pulled up a chair and sat beside him. She didn’t speak at first. She just watched hi
Chapter 83
Night settled over Braxton City like a heavy blanket, thick with tension and unspoken fears. The skyline glowed faintly from the pale reconstruction lights scattered around half-finished towers, casting long shadows that stretched across the streets like reaching fingers. The city was rebuilding…but it was fragile, and everyone felt it.Leanna barely left Ethan’s side after he woke, but now that he was resting again, she finally had time to breathe….and to worry. The council had accepted her terms, but she knew political acceptance meant nothing unless backed by action. And behind the calm surface of the city, she sensed movement. Hidden movement.Something wasn’t right.She walked to the balcony overlooking the western districts. Workers were still repairing the collapsed tower, the same one Korrin had rigged with explosives. Seeing the slow progress only sharpened her resolve.“It wasn’t an accident…” she whispered.The door behind her opened softly.Maren stepped out, arms folded,
Chapter 84
Braxton City was never truly dark….not even in its weakest hours. But tonight, the lights flickered across entire districts like shivering candles fighting against the wind. Screens glitched. Street lamps dimmed. The hum of the city’s power thinned to a nervous whisper.And every time the lights trembled, Leanna felt her chest tighten.She stood in the central command hub beneath Braxton Tower, staring at the live power grid. Red zones pulsed on the map…districts experiencing drops, surges, unexplained outages.It wasn’t random.It wasn’t natural.It was control.Someone was probing the system. Testing it. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike.Maren stepped beside her, arms crossed tightly. “They’re getting bolder.”“No,” Leanna said softly. “They’re getting ready.”A sharp beep cut through the silence. A technician spun in his chair.“We’ve got a problem,” he said. “The western substation just went offline. No warning. No alert. It was shut down manually.”Leanna’s stomach dropped.
Chapter 85
The ride to the abandoned district was silent except for the low hum of the armored transport cutting through the night. Rain streaked across the windows in thin silver lines, the city lights warping and bending through the droplets. Ethan sat beside Leanna in the back seat, his breathing steady despite the pain radiating through his healing ribs.Leanna kept glancing at him…quick, worried looks she tried..and failed to hide.“You should still be in bed,” she finally muttered.Ethan managed a faint grin. “You’re repeating yourself. You must be nervous.”“I’m repeating myself because you nearly died,” she countered.“And you saved me,” he replied softly. “So now it’s my turn to save our city.”Her chest tightened, but she said nothing.The transport slowed as the buildings around them grew darker, older. Windows boarded. Streets cracked. Signs bent from long-forgotten storms.Braxton City was changing….growing…but some places still bore the scars of the past.Warehouse District.Sector
Chapter 86
The chamber was silent….too silent.Korrin stood alone now, his earlier triumph reduced to ash in his throat. The councilors had withdrawn into their private alcove, the heavy obsidian doors sealing behind them with a hiss that felt like judgment itself.For a moment, he allowed himself to sag against the cold pillar. His celebration…his foolish, arrogant, premature celebration played back in his mind like a taunt.He had hought he had won.He’d thought exposing Calder’s network and revealing the smuggling routes would crown him the savior of the Dominion.But Leanna’s confrontation changed the atmosphere instantly.Her voice still echoed through him.“You think the Dominion needs another hero. It needs someone who won’t lie to themselves.”He didn’t understand what she meant…not fully. But her eyes… her eyes had seen something in him he hadn’t acknowledged.And maybe that was what frightened him.A soft footstep pulled him out of his thoughts.Tessa.Her presence was quiet but comman
Chapter 87
The obsidian doors swallowed them in a wash of cold air as they entered the chamber.Twelve councilors sat in their crescent formation, like carved statues draped in shadow. Their faces were unreadable…neither hostile nor welcoming. Just watching.Judging.Korrin felt the weight immediately. It pressed on his shoulders, on his lungs, on the space behind his ribs where his confidence once sat.Leanna stepped to his side, close enough that their arms nearly brushed.Tessa stayed behind them, arms folded, gaze sharp.Councilor Vaelor…the eldest, the one whose voice could silence entire regions leaned forward.“Korrin Halden,” he began. “You stand before this council not as a convict, and not as a hero, but as an anomaly. You disrupted an operation we did not authorize, exposed secrets we did not sanction, and forced choices we were not prepared to make.”Korrin opened his mouth to speak, but Vaelor raised a hand.“You will speak soon,” he said. “First, you will listen.”Another councilor
Chapter 88
The chamber felt colder now.Not because the temperature dropped…but because every pair of eyes in that room focused on Korrin, waiting to see which way he would break.Three paths.None of them merciful.Leanna stood at his side, stiff with tension; Tessa hovered just behind him like a blade ready to fly. Even the councilors, usually unreadable, leaned forward…curious, expectant.Korrin swallowed, lungs tightening.He never feared combat.He never feared pain.But this…choosing a future he didn’t fully understand felt like stepping into fog with no ground beneath it.Councilor Vaelor’s voice echoed quietly, “Your decision, Korrin Halden.”Korrin took a breath.And another.“Before I choose,” he said, “I want clarity.”Vaelor nodded. “Ask.”Korrin pointed to the first option. “If I agree to join your strategic core… what does that actually mean?”Marell replied. “It means oversight. Monitoring. You will be deployed under strict command structures. Your access to classified networks will
Chapter 89
The closer they got to Braxton Tower, the thicker the smoke became.Emergency lights flashed across the skyline, painting the glass buildings with pulses of red and white. Sirens wailed from all directions. Security drones zipped overhead, scanning the streets for intruders as civilians were rushed underground.Leanna didn’t slow down for a second.Korrin and Tessa kept pace beside her, wind slicing through their clothes as they sprinted toward the tower’s main entrance…a towering structure of steel and light now trembling under distant explosions.A blast roared from the upper floors. Shards of glass rained down like glittering blades.Tessa shielded her head. “Someone’s tearing the place apart from the inside!”Korrin’s jaw clenched. “This wasn’t an attack. This was implanted. Someone planned this days ago.”Leanna swallowed as she ran, her mind fixed on only one thought Hold on Ethan i’m coming.The lobby was chaos….smoke, alarms, injured staff staggering out of elevators. Two sec
Chapter 90
Ethan lay in a medical transport capsule, oxygen lines running across his chest, IV drips stabilizing his vitals. The emergency team rushed him through the lower corridor into Braxton Tower’s secondary treatment wing….a fireproof bunker built for crisis-level situations.But Leanna never let go of his hand.Not once.As the medics pushed Ethan into the intensive chamber, Korrin and Tessa stood behind her, both covered in soot and burns. Korrin’s shirt was torn at the sleeve, blackened from heat. Tessa’s braid had half-burned ends. Leanna’s jacket still smoldered at the hem.But none of them cared.All that mattered was Ethan breathing.A doctor stepped out as soon as Ethan was stabilized enough for immediate care.“His condition is critical but not fatal,” the doctor said. “Severe smoke inhalation, multiple burns, shock, and blunt trauma from debris. He needs rest and full oxygenation.”Leanna nodded. She didn’t trust her voice.The doctor continued, “Director Leanna, I must insist th