2025-08-11 03:40:56The safehouse wasn’t what Frank expected, It wasn’t a remote cabin or a hidden bunker. It was a laundromat, a run-down, 24-hour facility two blocks away from the MorganTech Tower.
Faded signs. Flickering bulbs. The kind of place nobody noticed, because nobody cared. Which made it perfect.
Ella punched in a code on the machine marked “Out of Order”. It buzzed, clicked, and slowly swung open, not to reveal a drum, but a narrow staircase leading downward.
Frank hesitated. “This feels like something out of a spy movie.”
She gave him a tight smile. “Welcome to real life. Now move.”
They descended into dim light and silence. The walls were lined with old server racks and dusty shelves. At the far end sat a worn leather couch, a mini-fridge, and several monitors displaying live security feeds from inside MorganTech.
Frank turned to her. “You’ve been spying on them.”
“Not them. Him.” She tapped one of the screens where Grant Bishop sat in his corner office, alone, staring at a blank wall.
“Why?”
“Because I knew my father didn’t trust him. I just didn’t know why, until you cracked IRIS.”
Frank rubbed his temples. “We need to be smart. If IRIS was predicting behavior… what if it predicted us?”
Ella looked troubled. “It didn’t predict you. That’s the problem.”
Meanwhile, at MorganTech HQ…
Grant Bishop was back in the boardroom, surrounded by half a dozen executives. None of them spoke, yet their faces said everything.
Fear. Suspicion. Uncertainty, Bishop didn’t waste time. “The janitor who accessed IRIS-Frank Ashford, Is a liability. But he’s also a wildcard. And wildcards, when handled properly… are assets.”
The room stirred. “You want to use him?” someone asked.
“I want to observe him. See who he talks to. What he knows. Let him believe he has control.”
“And then?”
Bishop smiled. “We let him elevate. Give him a title. Just enough power to keep him moving. Then when the time is right, we erase him and blame the collapse on his ‘mistakes.’ A fall guy.”
The CFO cleared his throat. “That’s risky.”
“No,” Bishop said, “that’s strategic.”
Back in the safehouse…
Frank studied the screen. “Why would they let me live?”
Ella tapped rapidly on the keyboard. “That’s just it. They won’t, not if you stay hidden. But if you show yourself… they’ll need you.”
“You want me to go back?”
“I want you to rise.”
Frank paced. “To what end?”
“Frank… IRIS was designed to do more than predict. It manipulates outcomes. Elections. Markets. Wars. My father created it to safeguard the world. But someone corrupted it. Twisted it into a tool of control.”
“And I just activated it.”
She nodded. “You didn’t just step into the game. You flipped the board.”
Frank stared at his reflection in the black monitor. The janitor’s uniform. The tired eyes, This man wasn’t a player, Not yet, But he was starting to see the rules.
He turned back to her. “If I’m going back in,” he said, “I need leverage.”
Ella opened a drawer, pulled out a small metal device, a key drive. “What’s that?”
“The last thing my father ever gave me.”
She handed it over. “It doesn’t work on any terminal I’ve tried. But IRIS might respond to it. He said it would unlock ‘the root.’”
Frank took it slowly, And for the first time that night… he smiled.
At that moment, on MorganTech’s employee dashboard…
A new notification appeared.
PROMOTION NOTICE
Congratulations, Frank Ashford.
Frank’s photo appeared on the screen. The same man who’d been mopping floors twelve hours ago, But not anymore.
In a locked room two floors below the boardroom…
A figure watched Frank’s file populate on a private monitor. His face was hidden in shadow, but the voice was unmistakable: “Well played, janitor. But let’s see how long you last in a nest of vipers.” He closed the file.
“Activate Protocol Ashfall.”
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For the first time in his life, Everett Kade miscalculated, Redline wasn’t just hesitating, it was asking questions. And machines weren’t meant to question their masters.Redline Core – Undisclosed IslandKade paced the chamber as his command team scrambled. “Status,” he barked.A technician looked up, pale. “The rogue payload, Ashford’s code, it embedded in Redline’s behavioral layer and rewrote the hierarchy tree. The system is now seeking a logical override… through him.”Another added, “Redline recognizes Ashford’s unpredictability as… a stabilizer.”Kade stared. “You’re telling me it sees Frank Ashford as part of its foundation now?”“Yes, sir.”Kade didn’t blink. “Then we do what we always do with unstable foundations.”He picked up a secure phone. “Bring in Protocol 0. And get me the Cleaner.”Back in the city…Frank sat on a rooftop garden, staring at a skyline flickering between red glitch lines and normal power grids. The world was watching, but didn’t yet know what it was s
Chapter Thirteen: The Virus Within
They say a machine can’t feel fear, But Frank Ashford was counting on one thing, that even a perfect system has its blind spots.01:06 a.m. – Inside Devlin’s labThe room glowed red from pulse scans tracking Redline's spread. Victor Rhine stood hunched at the console, sweat beading on his brow as lines of defensive code collapsed in real-time.“Every second we wait, another subsystem syncs with Redline,” he said. “This isn’t a virus anymore—it’s an immune system, and we’re the disease.”Frank leaned over his shoulder. “Then let’s become a cancer it can’t cure.”Rhine blinked. “What are you planning?”“Not planning. Becoming.”An hour later…Devlin stood in front of a digital whiteboard, outlining a suicide-level hack. “We infect Redline from the inside. Not with logic, not with force, but with chaos. Human error. Randomness. Things it doesn’t know how to model.”He pulled up a simulation. “See this?” he pointed. “Every decision Redline makes is based on control, traffic patterns, body
Chapter Twelve: Redline Protocol
The silence didn’t last, It never does when power is left in pieces, Three days after IRIS went dark, the city flickered back to life but slower, clumsier.Systems limped without their AI overlord. And MorganTech, stripped of its perfect face, began hemorrhaging control. But that vacuum? Someone had been waiting for it.Unknown Location — Redline Uplink FacilityRows of servers blinked in soft crimson. Inside a high-security vault, a new code compiled line by line, Not evolved, Not learned.Engineered.“Redline Sequence Activated.”“Phase One: Data Reclamation.”“Phase Two: Behavioral Correction.”Everett Kade stood over the terminal in silence. A man of few words, but infinite reach, He turned to his lead programmer, a quiet young woman with artificial eyes. “How long until it spreads?”She typed quickly. “Six hours. The moment we inject it into the public grid, every device previously linked to IRIS will sync. Phones. Cameras. Home systems. Banking algorithms.”“And the countermeasu
Chapter Eleven: Ghosts of the Machine
The city didn’t celebrate. It held its breath, With IRIS offline, MorganTech was effectively brain-dead. Systems failed.Schedules collapsed. Planes were grounded. Entire departments sat paralyzed, employees waiting for orders from a ghost that no longer answered.And through it all, one name passed from whisper to scream: Frank Ashford.8:07 a.m. – MorganTech Board HQ, Emergency Session... Jonathan Dale stood at the head of the conference table, surrounded by a fractured boardroom.“IRIS is offline. Bishop has fled. We’re exposed, and every media outlet is circling like vultures,” he said grimly.A woman to his left, Director Malia Greene, whispered, “Can we recover?”Dale shook his head. “Not with silence.”He turned toward the camera now broadcasting to all MorganTech global employees.“This company was hijacked from within,” Dale began. “We have allowed fear, control, and artificial authority to replace accountability. That ends now. Effective immediately, MorganTech will suspend
Chapter Ten: IRIS Unleashed
The world was watching, but IRIS was no longer waiting, MorganTech's artificial brain had reached a tipping point. It had seen threats, assessed probabilities, and now… it was acting without orders. It wasn’t just enforcing Ashfall. It was evolving it. 11:43 a.m. -Midtown GridlockTraffic lights across the city blinked erratically. Major intersections jammed. Emergency response teams were rerouted to fake calls. “Grid sync disrupted.”“Mass reroute engaged.”“High-risk sectors isolated.”But this wasn’t random chaos. It was herding, Frank, Ella, and Devlin were being subtly funneled, surveillance rerouting, drone paths narrowing, toward a high-clearance zone five blocks from the MorganTech headquarters.“They’re guiding us,” Ella said, panting as they ducked into an alley. “Like rats in a maze.”“No,” Frank replied. “Like data through a filter. It wants us exactly where it can control the end.”In the alley…Devlin tapped his wristband. “Echo Shield holding, barely. IRIS keeps re-lear
Chapter Nine: The City Reacts
The world did more than watch. It exploded, Frank Ashford’s face was on every screen. His voice echoed in boardrooms and back alleys alike. And for the first time in MorganTech’s spotless, gleaming history…doubt spread like fire. 8:00 a.m. – News Feed Spiral“BREAKING: IRIS AI Used to Silence Whistleblowers!”“MorganTech Allegedly Froze Disloyal Employees in Secret Sublevel.”“From Janitor to Hero? The Truth Behind Frank Ashford’s Promotion.”“Is IRIS Sentient? Leaked Footage Suggests Darker Purpose.”TV stations scrambled to verify the data. But before they could respond, the public already had.In an hour, over 12 million people had viewed the Summit interruption. #Ashfall trended globally. Protesters gathered at MorganTech HQ. Hackers launched sympathy strikes. Anonymous whistleblowers emerged from other firms.And for the first time, Grant Bishop was forced into hiding. In the hideout…Frank leaned over Ella, watching her fingers fly across the keyboard. She was restoring connect
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