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Chapter 120: Dangerous Contract
The night felt heavier than before.The city kept moving outside, horns, distant engines, faint laughter from late bars, but inside the safe house, an invisible weight pressed on everyone.Sean was moving now.And Richard knew that when Sean stepped into the game, things stopped being about pride, contracts, or headlines.They became personal.They became dangerous.Victor stared at the screen, fingers hovering over the keyboard, as lines of encrypted signals danced across the monitor.Andrew stood behind him, chewing gum again, but this time his jaw was tight.No one joked anymore.Diane walked quietly toward the table, eyes shifting from one face to the other.Finally, she broke the silence.“What exactly does Sean want?”Richard didn’t speak right away.He pulled out a chair and sat slowly, as if lowering himself into the middle of a decision.“He wants leverage,” Richard said. “He never attacks empty-handed. He prefers to take something that forces you to come to him.”Diane frown
CHAPTER 119 : The Quiet Knife
The audit started at dawn.Not with shouting.Not with threats.With silence.Richard sat alone in the small control room of the safe house, staring at a wall of screens. Each screen showed streams of data, calls, transactions, access logs, movements. Victor had set it up overnight.Every beep felt loud.Every pause felt dangerous.Behind him, Diane stood with a cup of coffee she hadn’t touched. Her eyes moved between Richard’s face and the screens.“You haven’t slept,” she said softly.Richard didn’t turn. “Neither have you.”She sighed. “This isn’t healthy.”He finally looked at her. “Neither is betrayal.”That word hung between them.She walked closer. “You’re tearing yourself apart trying to predict the worst.”“I’m trying to prevent it,” he replied.Before she could answer, the door opened.Andrew walked in, jaw tight, phone clenched in his hand. Victor followed right behind him, face serious.“We have something,” Andrew said.Richard straightened. “Talk.”Victor tapped a tablet
CHAPTER 118: The Quiet Knife
The audit started at dawn.Not with shouting.Not with threats.With silence.Richard sat alone in the small control room of the safe house, staring at a wall of screens. Each screen showed streams of data, calls, transactions, access logs, movements. Victor had set it up overnight.Every beep felt loud.Every pause felt dangerous.Behind him, Diane stood with a cup of coffee she hadn’t touched. Her eyes moved between Richard’s face and the screens.“You haven’t slept,” she said softly.Richard didn’t turn. “Neither have you.”She sighed. “This isn’t healthy.”He finally looked at her. “Neither is betrayal.”That word hung between them.She walked closer. “You’re tearing yourself apart trying to predict the worst.”“I’m trying to prevent it,” he replied.Before she could answer, the door opened.Andrew walked in, jaw tight, phone clenched in his hand. Victor followed right behind him, face serious.“We have something,” Andrew said.Richard straightened. “Talk.”Victor tapped a tablet
CHAPTER 117. Cracks in the Circle
The safe house was silent.Too silent.The building sat on the outskirts of the city, hidden behind tall trees and a private gate that only opened with biometric access. From the outside, it looked like an abandoned office complex. Inside, it was a fortress.Diane sat on the edge of the bed in the master room, her hands clasped together so tightly her knuckles had turned white. She hadn’t said much since they arrived. Her eyes kept drifting to the windows, then to the door, then back to Richard.Richard stood near the wall, arms folded, his face unreadable.Victor and Andrew waited in the living area outside, voices low, tension thick.Finally, Diane broke.“Say it,” she said quietly.Richard looked at her. “Say what?”“You think someone close to us is betraying us,” she said. “Don’t pretend you don’t.”He didn’t answer right away.That hurt more than words.“So it’s true,” Diane whispered. “You think someone we trust is working with Brian.”Richard exhaled slowly and walked closer. “
CHAPTER 116 . The House Wasn’t Safe
The drive felt longer than it should have been.Richard sat in the back seat beside Diane, his eyes fixed on the dark road ahead. The city lights blurred past the windows, but he barely noticed them. His mind was racing, running through every possible scenario.Andrew sat in the front passenger seat, phone glued to his ear. Victor drove, one hand on the wheel, the other tapping lightly against it—a rare sign of tension from a man who was usually unshakable.Diane broke the silence.“Say something,” she whispered.Richard turned to her. “I’m thinking.”She grabbed his sleeve. “That’s not fair. I need to know what’s happening in your head.”He sighed and lowered his voice. “Brian doesn’t bluff. If he said ‘check your house,’ then he already moved.”Diane swallowed hard. “You think someone’s there?”“Yes,” Richard said honestly. “Or was.”Andrew suddenly spoke into the phone. “Slow down. Say that again.”Victor glanced at him through the mirror. “What is it?”Andrew hung up and turned ar
CHAPTER 115 : After the Silence
Silence never lasted long in powerful rooms.It only waited.The boardroom doors had barely closed behind Brian Lawrence before voices began to rise again, low, sharp, frightened voices. People shifted in their seats. Phones vibrated. Sweat appeared on foreheads.Richard stood at the head of the table, calm, hands resting lightly on the glass surface. Diane was beside him. Victor stood a step behind, eyes scanning everyone like a hawk.Kathleen was the first to break.“This is madness,” she said hoarsely. “Absolute madness.”Richard didn’t respond.She slammed her palm on the table. “You think exposing Brian fixes everything? You just painted a target on this family!”Diane turned sharply. “Mother, stop.”Kathleen laughed bitterly. “Stop? He humiliated us! In our own building!”Richard finally looked at her. “No, Kathleen. Brian humiliated himself. I just turned on the lights.”One of the board members cleared his throat nervously. “Mr. Tucker… with all due respect, the market reactio
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