2025-12-25 20:30:14“Well?” Daniel asked. “Learn anything interesting from our hands?”
“Yes,” Adrian said simply.
Letty crossed her arms, smiling. “You’re not telling, are you?”
“Well…” Adrian replied, hesitating slightly, “It will sound obvious even if I did tell you. You have great accuracy, maybe even
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188. Home
The forest was quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the tall trees. It was a small island in the middle of a very large sea. The water was a deep blue color and it went on forever in every direction. Large waves hit the rocks at the edge of the island all day and all night, making a loud crashing sound. This place was very far away from any city and far away from anyone who knew Adrian or the work he used to do. The air smelled like salt from the ocean and like the sap from the pine trees that covered most of the land.Adrian walked through the thick forest with a heavy axe in his hand. He had aged since he left the city five years ago. He was twenty three years old now and he did not look like a teenager anymore. He had a very strong and authoritative aura about him. He was still very handsome, but his face looked more mature and serious. He had gotten bigger too, especially his chest and his arms. His pure cotton T-shirt was tight around his biceps and his chest. H
187. Good News Times Two
The morning sun filtered through the expansive windows of the high-rise apartment, casting long, peaceful streaks of light across the hardwood floor. It was a far cry from the small houses that they used to live in the past.Sophia sat on the plush designer sofa, her posture relaxed and confident. She looked more mature now; the soft roundness of her face had given way to sharper, more defined features, and the lingering expression of grief and longing that had once defined her was gone. In its place was a quiet, self-assured serenity. She held a steaming cup of coffee in her left hand, while her right hand steadied the morning newspaper."Adrian's finally decided to show himself," Sophia murmured, her voice steady and clear. "He’s on the front page."From the kitchen, the sound of a whistling kettle cut off, followed by the heavy, familiar footfalls of someone who walked with a certain swagger. Ethan walked out, wiping his hands on a dish towel before tossing it aside. He looked broa
186. Back Home
A young man, barely into his twenties, lunged out from the crowd. He was a junior researcher, his face twisted in a mask of fanatical grief. He didn't have a weapon; he just had a blind, suicidal rage. He ran at Adrian with his hands outstretched, a pathetic display of loyalty to a man who would have sacrificed him without a second thought.Adrian didn't even blink. As the boy reached him, Adrian moved with a blurring, mechanical speed. He swung the butt of his shotgun in a short, brutal arc, catching the boy in the jaw. The sound of bone shattering was loud in the enclosed space.Before the boy could fall, Adrian grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the steel wall. He didn't hesitate. He jammed the front end of the shotgun’s barrel under the boy’s chin, pinning him there.The boy’s eyes cleared for a split second, the rage replaced by a sudden, cooling realization of his own mortality. He tried to speak, to plead, but the barrel was too deep.Adrian pulled the trigger.T
185. New Leadership
Adrian raised his eyebrows, the cold light of the submarine’s bridge reflecting off his visor. He didn't look like a man cornered by a billionaire’s grand vision; he looked like a man listening to a boring lecture."You really did manage to keep an eye on me, huh?" he said, his voice dropping into a casual, almost conversational tone. It was the kind of voice you used with a neighbor you didn’t particularly like but felt obligated to acknowledge. "Anyway."Pavlov frowned. He was used to terror, used to rage, or even used to the cold silence of a professional killer. He was not used to being treated as someone ordinary. To a man who viewed himself as the architect of a new world, being treated as "someone normal" was a sharper insult than any bullet. He opened his mouth to retort, to remind Adrian of the sheer scale of the power he wielded from this underwater tomb, but Adrian was already moving.Adrian reached into his tactical pocket. To Pavlov’s eyes, it was a simple, fluid motion;
184. Face To Face
Adrian stood on the edge of the swim platform, the matte-black metal of the interceptor slick beneath his boots. The night air was biting, but he didn't feel the cold. He adjusted the straps of his deep-sea infiltration gear, a specialized suit provided by the System that looked more like liquid armor than a diving suit. It was a pressurized, self-contained unit that didn't rely on bulky tanks; instead, it used a high-tech electrolysis module to pull oxygen directly from the surrounding water. He pulled the visor down, and a faint blue HUD flickered to life, displaying his depth, heart rate, and a topographical map of the abyss below.Without a second thought, Adrian leaned forward and tipped into the black water.The silence of the ocean swallowed him instantly. Below the surface, the world of wind and salty waters vanished, replaced by a crushing, rhythmic thrum of the deep currents. He swam at a steady, methodical pace, his powerful strokes propelled by the suit's integrated thrust
183. The Hunt Begins
He took a deep breath. There was a boat waiting for him at a private dock two hours away. The mission was finally reaching its endgame. He stepped out of the shadows of the alleyway and walked casually.He felt a strange sense of clarity as he moved. For the first time in months, there was no internal debate, no worrying about jealousy or social standings. There was only the target, the objective, and the silent promise he had made to himself. Pavlov Vance had taken enough from the world."You invited a guest, Pavlov," Adrian thought as he reached the black SUV Mark had stashed for him. "I'm just making sure I'm the only one who shows up to the party."Inside a parking lot.Adrian climbed into the driver's seat, the interior of the car smelling of fresh upholstery and gun oil. He started the engine, the low hum feeling like a heartbeat. He didn't look back at the penthouse looming in the distance. He didn't think about the two women who were currently probably talking about their futu
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