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Chapter Ninety-Four: When the Dragon Opens Its Eyes
The intensive care unit on the fifth floor of the Kansas City Medical Center did not smell like life. It smelled of scorched iron, chemical wash, and the clean, terrifying scent of ozone radiating from the defibrillator paddles.Beneath the harsh fluorescents, the room was a battleground of frantic motion. Six senior trauma surgeons and a dozen specialized nurses moved in a desperate ballet around the two steel tables. The heat monitors were a chaotic chorus of shrill, irregular warnings that had been ringing continuously for the last forty minutes.“He's slipping!” Increase the epinephrine to three milligrams!” Dr. Francis shouted, his gloved hands slick with dark blood as he pressed his weight down onto Jack Neuman. “We've got a massive internal hemorrhage in the thoracic cavity… The previous report from the field was wrong! He wasn't just shot in the arm!”“The bullet deflected off the humerus and traveled inward, Doctor!” A surgical assistant yelled back, frantically adjusting the
Chapter Ninety-Three: Victory at Hand
The midnight air on the penthouse balcony of the Whitefield mansion was crisp, carrying the distant roar of sirens from the lower rings of the city. The sky didn't have many stars tonight, and the moon was dim as if it was tired of its duty.James Whitefield stood by the glass railing, a crystal goblet of red wine cradled smoothly between his fingers. He took a slow, measured sip, letting the rich liquid linger before swallowing… And the taste was more ravishing after that.For the first time in several weeks, the suffocating tension in his jaw had entirely vanished. He felt like a powerful billionaire again, light and free.“Look at them over there,” James muttered, looking over the flashing emergency lights bouncing off the downtown skyscrapers. “Look at how they scurry around like ants… I can't believe they thought Jack Neuman was a god… Someone untouchable.”A wave of pure, intoxicating relief washed over him. For weeks, his ego had been dragged through the mud by that Jack Neuman
Chapter Ninety-Two: The Master's Vigil
By midnight, the gravel courtyard of the Kansas City Medical Center was no longer empty; it was filled with the blinding white of television broadcast beams and a babel of voices. A dozen news vans from local networks had jumped the curbs, their satellite dishes deployed like metallic sails against the dark sky. A wall of reporters, videographers, and frantic correspondents pressed against the glass perimeter of the hospital’s main lobby, their microphones thrust forward like weapons. The city had already caught wind of the violence in the Gang District… Rumours of Jack Neuman's assassination attempts were tearing through the local feeds, and the press wanted blood. The Master was the only reason the news was gaining more popularity these days… They couldn't forgive anyone who tried to kill him.But they couldn't get past the pavement, as there were ten heavily armed mercenaries. These men formed an impenetrable, silent line across the automatic doors, their expressions neutral. They
Chapter Ninety: Into the Dusk
The Whitefield Enterprises’ penthouse office overlooked the sprawling skyline of the city. Its glass walls glistened under the sunlight, the room bathed in the rays, giving it a crimson sheen. It was supposed to be warm and happy inside, but it wasn't. Instead, the atmosphere was thick with tension. It was as if there was danger lurking. James Whitefield stood before his floor-to-ceiling windows, his expression seething with rage, which gave his face an unnatural shade of crimson. In his right hand, a crystal whiskey tumbler shattered under the sudden, violent force of his grip. Amber liquid spilled over his knuckles, mixing with small droplets of blood, but he didn't even flinch. “How could this possibly happen?” He muttered to himself, his eyes trembling. “How is Neuman Technologies still standing? How is that stupid company under construction still in one piece?!” He'd exploited Jack's fallout with the Mayor to implement his plan. And that was crippling Jack's future company. Wh
Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Assassination
The Whitefield Enterprises’ penthouse office overlooked the sprawling skyline of the city. Its glass walls glistened under the sunlight, the room bathed in the rays, giving it a crimson sheen. It was supposed to be warm and happy inside, but it wasn't. Instead, the atmosphere was thick with tension. It was as if there was danger lurking. James Whitefield stood before his floor-to-ceiling windows, his expression seething with rage, which gave his face an unnatural shade of crimson. In his right hand, a crystal whiskey tumbler shattered under the sudden, violent force of his grip. Amber liquid spilled over his knuckles, mixing with small droplets of blood, but he didn't even flinch. “How could this possibly happen?” He muttered to himself, his eyes trembling. “How is Neuman Technologies still standing? How is that stupid company under construction still in one piece?!” He'd exploited Jack's fallout with the Mayor to implement his plan. And that was crippling Jack's future company. Wh
Chapter Eighty-Eight: If Plan A Doesn't Work, Try Plan B
The Whitefield Enterprises’ penthouse office overlooked the sprawling skyline of the city. Its glass walls glistened under the sunlight, the room bathed in the rays, giving it a crimson sheen. It was supposed to be warm and happy inside, but it wasn't. Instead, the atmosphere was thick with tension. It was as if there was danger lurking.James Whitefield stood before his floor-to-ceiling windows, his expression seething with rage, which gave his face an unnatural shade of crimson. In his right hand, a crystal whiskey tumbler shattered under the sudden, violent force of his grip. Amber liquid spilled over his knuckles, mixing with small droplets of blood, but he didn't even flinch.“How could this possibly happen?” He muttered to himself, his eyes trembling. “How is Neuman Technologies still standing? How is that stupid company under construction still in one piece?!”He'd exploited Jack's fallout with the Mayor to implement his plan. And that was crippling Jack's future company. Who w
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