All Chapters of The Debt Vision: Chapter 1
- Chapter 8
8 chapters
1. Three Dollars and Seventy-Two Cents
The auction hall was half empty. Most of the seats were occupied by brokers, lawyers, and investigators looking for cheap acquisitions. The atmosphere was casual as people chatted over coffee, occasionally glancing at the assets listed on the screen. But no one paid attention to Sebastian Kane as he sat in the last row. His dark suit had been expensive once, now it was just old. The whispers started the moment he walked in. “That's him.” “The fraud investigator?” “I heard they revoke his licence.” “Good thing too. People like him make enemies everywhere.” Sebastian heard every word but didn't react because over the past three months he had learned something important that defending himself changed nothing. The media had already convicted him yet the court or the evidence had not. But the public opinion was because it was cheaper to buy. His fingers tightened around the bidder’s card as his jaws clenched. His eyes fixed on the card in his hand. Number 117. The only thing lef
2. The Worthless Debt
Sebastian stared at the glowing words floating before his eyes as they remained there, not moving or disappearing which was impossible.[ Current Recoverable Value : $47, 000,000]His heart was hammering against his ribcage. For a moment, he thought he might be having a breakdown. The last three months had been brutal enough to drive anyone over the edge. The public disgrace…the professional ruin…friends disappearing one by one so a hallucination wouldn't be surprising for him yet the words remained there clear and real.“Sir ?” A voice snapped him back to reality.He looked around as the auction hall returned, the lights, the crowd and the noise, everything.A young employee stood beside him holding the tablet he had dropped. “Are you alright?”Sebastian accepted it. “I'm fine.”The employee hesitated as his gaze lingered. He was not looking concerned but curious like someone observing an incident.“Security said if you're feeling unwell, there are seats outside.”Sebastian understo
3. No One Left
The rain hadn't stopped by the time Sebastian reached his apartment building. The building was old and stained. The elevator had been broken for months. The landlord kept promising repairs, but nobody believed him anymore. Sebastian was climbing the stairs slowly, his mind still busy recalling the memory of the woman offering one hundred thousand dollars for a debt file worth three dollars and then the warning that someone knew where he lived.The words refused to leave his mind as reaching his floor he unlocked the door and stepped inside. The apartment was small with one bedroom, one couch and one table. That was all.Three months ago, he had lived in a luxury apartment overlooking downtown, he drove a vehicle allowed by his company to him, people returned his calls. He chuckled realizing how quickly success disappeared.The moment the accusations surfaced, everything collapsed instantly like someone flipping a switch. Sebastian dropped onto the couch, feeling all exhausted.For th
4. The Address
Sebastian barely slept that night as the glowing words had vanished hours ago, but the address remained burned into his memory. Eastern District, Warehouse Block C-17.And the warning. [Do not visit alone.][One claimant is already waiting there.]The problem was actually simple because Sebastian had nobody to take with him. Three months ago, he could have called dozens of people. Today, there was not a single person he trusted. Not even one.The realization stung more than he cared to admit as his eyes kept staring at the ceiling of the apartment whole night. When morning sunlight filtered through the dirty apartment window, his stomach growled.He rubbed his eyes while turning his head toward the window to distract his mind when his stomach growled again making that noise now audible to him so he checked his wallet and all he had at that time was the seventy-two cents. The remaining change from his former fortune.A bitter smile appeared on his face as he recalled how a few months
5. Emergency Alert
Sebastian stared at the glowing words showing before him. The silver letters reflected faintly in his eyes. His survival probability was seventeen percent. For several seconds, he simply stood there as the warehouse felt colder than before. The distant sound of traffic filtered through broken windows mixing with the soft creaking of rusted metal beams overhead.Sebastian's jaw tightened as the question still lingered in his mind.Who exactly was coming ? And why did the system believe there was an eighty-three percent chance he wouldn't survive ?His pulse quickened as the glowing arrow still pointed toward a section of cracked concrete behind the table Sarah Whitemore had used before.The Hidden Asset. The reason she offered a quarter million dollars. The reason someone was hunting this debt file.Sebastian took a slow breath and crouched beside the marked area. His fingers brushed against the concrete. Nothing looked unusual as it was just cracks and dust there. A faint vibration
6. The Former Owner
The warehouse fell silent. Even the three men who had attacked Sebastian instinctively stepped back while the old man walked with measured steps. His polish leather shoes echoing against the cracked concrete floor.Sebastian slowly lowered the broken plank in his hand. His ribs throbbed with every breath. A thin trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth yet his eyes never left the old man.The silver words floated quietly before him.[Claimant #1 Confirmed.][Former Owner : Graystone Logistics ]It was possible for him to believe as Graystone Logistics had declared bankruptcy twelve years ago. Its owner had disappeared. Officially, the company no longer existed. Then who….The old man stopped three meters away from him as his calm eyes swept over Sebastian's bruised face before settling on the cracked section of concrete.For the first time, a faint smile touched his lips. “So..” His voice was deep but gentle. “You found it.”Sebastian tightened his grip unconsciously. “You kn
7. The Name that shouldn't Exist
For the first two time since Sebastian had met him, Nathan wasn't smiling. He looked terrified.“No.” Nathan’s voice came out as a little more than a whisper as his eyes were glued to the brass key in Sebastian's hand.Sebastian tightened his grip around the cold metal. His ribs still ached from the beating and dried blood clung to the corner of his lips. His breathing remained uneven, but his gaze never left Nathan.“You know this key?”Nathan didn't answer. His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. Behind him, six investigators from Blackstone Asset Recovery entered the warehouse, their eyes sweeping across the room. They froze when they noticed the cracked concrete floor.One of them muttered under his breath. “It's already been opened.”Nathan shot him a sharp glare. “Shut up.”The investigator immediately lowered his head and Sebastian noticed every reaction of them. Nathan wasn't acting like a man who had come to arrest someone. He was acting like someone who had arrived too late
8. Welcome Back
[Welcome Back…Sebastian Kane] The silver words hung before Sebastian's eyes. His hands froze on the brass key. A cold shiver crawled down his spine. “Welcome back ?” The words echoed inside his mind. But he had never been here before. His fingers instinctively loosened around the key, but the mechanism inside the iron box had already engaged. Click. Click. A series of metallic sounds echoed from within as the old box trembled lightly below his hand. Sebastian took a step back, as his breathing became shallow. Dust drifted from the ceiling as the ancient lock completed its sequence. Then nothing happened as the lid didn't open. Instead, another compartment slid out from the side. It was no larger than a document folder. Sebastian stared at it for several seconds before carefully lifting it free. It was wrapped in faded brown leather. Years of dust had already coated its surface while in the center there were three words embossed. Graystone Internal Archive. His heartbeat