All Chapters of The Husband They Threw Away Runs This Town Now: Chapter 91
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Chapter 91—Find Dominique
“Find Dominique. Now.”Jacqueline moved instantly.Ivan signaled two of his men and headed toward the service wing to prepare a clean extraction team.Meanwhile, Aria shut down all non-essential processes, narrowing her digital search to avoid triggering any alarms.Remi froze for a second, his breathing heavy. Then, his expression hardened.“She’s staying in a short-term rental under a fake name,” Remi said bitterly. “I forced her to change her identity after the Summit. If Continuity has her name, they already know where she is.”Erick’s voice remained flat. “Aria, get the last confirmed location. Jacqueline, find a route that avoids the main cameras. Ivan, have a two-person team ready to move in ten minutes. Leave no trace.”The mood in the base shifted. Everything became faster and more tense. They were now in active recovery mode.Aria’s screen showed a lead: Dominique had checked into a simple residential building in Murray Hill eleven days ago.There was no official lease—just
Chapter 92—In Transit
At 2:14 a.m., the new flight plan was confirmed.Aria pulled it up on the screen. A small plane had taken off from a private field in New Jersey under a temporary registration.Twenty minutes later, it changed course. Its new destination was a small airfield further north with very few staff on duty.Erick looked at the path. “Dominique,” he said.Aria confirmed it was a match.The name hit Erick harder than he expected. He had spent years trying to forget her—the lies, the broken trust, and the cold way she had cut him out of her life.He had told himself he didn’t care anymore. Usually, that was true.But a memory surfaced: Dominique in their old kitchen, barefoot and wearing his shirt, laughing as they argued over a ruined pan of eggs. That version of her felt like she belonged to a different man.He pushed the memory away. “Ground options,” he said.Jacqueline already had the data ready. “We can get to the field before dawn, provided the plane lands as logged.”“If,” Erick replied
Chapter 93— Pattern Recognition
“You’re already three days late.”The message sat on Erick’s screen without a sender name. He read it once, then again, and left it open while the rest of the room stayed quiet.He had not slept since the airfield. The monitors threw cold light across the desk. Forty floors below, the city moved through its ordinary morning. None of it reached him.Aria’s hologram appeared at the edge of the display, more restrained than usual.“I ran the transfer protocol against high-profile disappearances in the region over the last six years,” she said. “Clean vehicle swaps. Witnesses who saw the target look toward a camera. No ransom demands. No recoveries. Eleven matches.”Erick straightened. “Show me.”A
Chapter 94—The Broker's Price
The meeting place was a long-vacant print shop near the East River.Erick went in alone. Ivan held position two minutes behind. Aria stayed in his ear. He had left Remi at the tower with the eleven case files and clear instructions to coordinate only through secured channels. She had accepted the assignment without argument.The print shop smelled of old ink and damp paper. Stacks of forgotten newsprint leaned against a buckling wall. One bare bulb threw long shadows across the floor.Zachary Kane sat on an overturned crate, an unlit cigarette turning between his fingers.“You look worse than usual,” Kane said.“The symbol,” Erick answered.Kane’s smile thinned. “You stepped into something older than the Laurents.”“Explain it.”Kane did not ask him to sit again. He spoke directly.“They call themselves the Circle. No public face. No manifesto. Old capital that
Chapter 95—What Remi Knew
The tower’s security feed showed Remi’s floor dark.Her office was empty. Her jacket still hung over the chair. A half-finished cup of coffee sat cold on the desk. Her tablet lay face-down beside it.Erick stood in the doorway for three seconds, then forced himself to move.“Pull every camera between here and the old Laurent estate,” he said. “Now.”Aria worked fast. “There’s a gap. Fourteen minutes. Three blocks. Every camera on that stretch went into maintenance at the same time her phone went dark.”“Scheduled?”“Yes.”Ivan’s voice came through the earpiece. “Boss. Building logs show Remi pulled a file from the secure server earlier tonight. Circle-related material. It also referenced her mother’s name multiple times.”Erick went still. “Her mother.”“Yes. Cross-referenced further back than the other cases. It looks like she wasn’t only helping us map the eleven disappearances. She was searching for something connected to her mother.”The pieces settled quickly.Remi’s mother had b
Chapter 96—The Lodge
Erick stood in the open long enough to be seen. No one came out. No voice called from the lodge. The only change was a second interior light shifting behind a ground-floor window. They knew he was there. They were choosing the timing. Ivan’s confirmation came through a short burst on the secondary channel. Ridge team in position. Two vehicles confirmed. No exterior patrol visible. Limited heat signatures inside — at least three, possibly four. Erick stayed put. He let the silence hang there, long enough for it to feel intentional, before he finally started walking. He stopped about thirty feet from the front door. It was some kind of private lodge, all dark wood and low ceilings. It looked like a normal vacation spot at first, but then you’d notice there weren’t many windows facing the road. A door opened. A man in a dark jacket stepped out and stopped on the porch. He did not raise a weapon. He did not need
CHAPTER 97 — Extraction
Erick didn’t sit.Two men by the far wall stayed put. One was balanced on the balls of his feet, ready to move; the other was watching Remi’s hands. The older man had slipped out the side door and hadn’t come back yet. They had a very small window of time.Remi’s wrists were still tied in front of her. The bruise on her cheek had turned a deep purple. She caught Erick’s eye and gave a tiny shake of her head. No deal.He already knew.Aria’s voice crackled through the secondary channel, thin but clear. “Ridge team is in position. Two vehicles. Heat signatures show four people inside. One just moved into the side corridor.”Erick kept his hands visible, and his shoulders relaxed. He spoke just loud enough for Remi to hear.“When the lights change, drop.”She gave a single nod.The light by the side door shifted. There was a soft electronic click—someone arming or disarming something out of sight. The man closest to Remi took a half-step forward.Erick didn’t wait.He closed the gap in t
CHAPTER 98 — Thirteen Hours
They reached the facility just after 3:40 a.m.Ivan took the service ramp. No lights. No announcement. Jacqueline met them at the restricted entrance with a med kit already open. She looked at Remi’s face once, then at Erick, and said nothing unnecessary.Remi sat on the edge of the exam table while Jacqueline cleaned the cut and checked the bruise. No concussion. No broken bones. Soft-tissue damage and residual chemical residue from whatever they had used to keep her compliant during the transfer. Jacqueline gave her a clear vial and a short set of instructions. Remi took it without comment.Erick stood in the doorway, phone in hand, watching the clinic clock.Thirteen hours, twelve minutes.Aria’s hologram activated the moment the door sealed.
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Chapter 99: Paper, Blood, and Deceit
They sealed the facility at 7:18 a.m.Ivan’s team ran a full outer sweep. Jacqueline locked every non-essential system. Aria isolated the recovered drive on a cold terminal with no external path. No one left the building. No one entered.Dominique sat at the far end of the operations table in borrowed clothes, arms folded. Remi stood opposite her, the bruise on her cheek deepened to purple. Erick placed the drive on the isolation tray.“Open it,” he said.Aria worked in silence. Encryption layers fell one by one. The screen populated with clean rows: names, dates, transfer codes, acquisition categories. Skills. Bloodlines. Information. Debts. Eleven years of inventory.Remi stopped on an older entry. Eighteen years back. A partial institutional code, a transfer, a final status mark:
Chapter 100 — What the Paper Never Lied About
“Facility outer cameras are cycling. Two secondary doors show forced-entry signatures in the last four minutes. Internal motion on the operations level is irregular. Remi’s personal tracker went dark at the same timestamp as the message.”Erick did not answer. He did not need to.Mrs. Hollis spoke instead, quiet and precise. “They used me to pull you out of the building. The ledger was never the only prize.”“I know.”The city lights thickened. Ivan abandoned the farm roads and cut through a sequence of service alleys that did not appear on commercial maps. One Continuity vehicle had already closed the northern approach. A second was angling in from the east. Federal signatures remained half a kilometer back, still holding the containment pattern instead of engaging.
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