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Chapter 172: The Price of Fire!
Trey’s words seemed to echo through the shadowed room, the walls of the abandoned observatory catching every syllable and sending it back in a thousand whispers. Tyler stared at him, then at the figures behind — the Crescent Order, silent as statues, their faces hidden behind masks etched with runes that seemed to flicker in the torchlight.Trey’s grin was wolfish, but there was no warmth in it.“Jackson Hart isn’t just some billionaire’s kid with an attitude, Tyler,” Trey said, his voice a low rasp that coiled like smoke in the stale air. “He carries the Flameborn, a power older than crowns and kings, older than the empires that fell trying to control it. With it, he’s nearly untouchable.”Tyler shifted, his throat tight. “What the hell does that have to do with me? You dragged me down here to tell me a ghost story?”Trey chuckled, the sound coming off like mockery. “Not a ghost story. A plan. See, I was chosen too, Tyler. Chosen by the Silver Phoenix — the only thing that can match
Chapter 171: The Orb and the Trap!
The old parking structure just off East Orlin Street was a far cry from the bright glass corridors of Sky Tower. Flickering fluorescent bulbs cast trembling shadows across cracked concrete pillars. The city’s hum felt distant here — like a world holding its breath.Jackson leaned against the hood of his car, his coat drawn tight against the biting wind. His mind buzzed with the anonymous caller's threats, Bella’s absence, and the burn of the Flameborn deep in his chest — a heartbeat that refused to settle.Footsteps echoed through the structure. Jackson looked up to see Evans striding out of the gloom, collar turned up, eyes scanning the empty levels behind him before settling on Jackson.“Evans.” Jackson straightened, his voice low but tense. “What have you got?”Evans came to a stop in front of him, dropping his satchel on the hood with a dull thud. He looked tired — more worn than Jackson had ever seen him — but there was steel in his eyes that hadn’t dulled one bit.“Director Whit
Chapter 170: Fractures and Hope!
Jackson sat alone by the wide glass windows in his private study at Sky Tower, as Mr. Copper's revelation kept tugging at the back of his mind.There was still a possibility that his mother could still be alive. The corpse was never recovered and that was something to hold on to as a bacon of hope.Growing up without a mother hadn't been easy and now that he knew she could still be alive, even if the possibility is as close to uncertainty as it sounded, he still believed he could hope that at least, fate would give him just one more opportunity to see his mother.He ran a hand through his hair, staring at the muted reflection of himself — a man with too many ghosts and not enough time to bury them all. His father’s empire, Trey’s threat, the Phoenix hunting his friends, the watchers from overseas — and now, the possibility that somewhere in the ashes of the past, his mother’s shadow still lingered.He let out a tired breath, trying to anchor himself in the only thing that felt solid r
Chapter 169: Summons and Revelations!
Evans Tony hated early calls, but this one dragged him from his desk at the agency’s western wing just as the sun was beginning to wrestle the capital’s skyline out of sleep. The corridors of the CIA annex were still half-lit with security lights humming against glass and steel as Evans pushed through the door that led to Mr. Whitaker's office.He found Whitaker waiting at the far end of the room, back to him, hands folded behind his back, staring at a tactical map projected on the frosted wall.The Director didn’t bother to turn when Evans closed the door behind him with a soft click.“Director,” Evans said, voice careful. “You called for me.”Whitaker’s eyes flicked to him in the reflection of the glass tired eyes, old eyes, but sharp as broken glass. He pivoted, the slow turn of a man who’d carried a kingdom’s worth of secrets too long to flinch at another one."I guess you've been up to date with what is happening with Jackson Hart?" Mr. Whitaker asked."Not at all Sir," Evans rep
Chapter 168: The Second Spine!
The elevator ride down the lower levels of Sky Tower was so silent Jackson could hear the faint hum of the lift’s mechanics over his own heartbeat. Mr. Copper stood beside him, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed ahead, the old spymaster’s posture as rigid as ever when secrets moved at his command.When the doors slid open, Jackson found himself stepping into a corridor he’d walked past a thousand times — a plain stretch of white marble and subtle lighting, so forgettable he’d never thought to ask what lay behind its seamless walls.Copper led him to what looked like an unbroken panel of smooth stone. Jackson frowned, watching as the older man pressed his palm flat against a faint depression he wouldn’t have noticed on his own. There was a soft hiss like a mechanical sigh and then a thin seam of light carved itself through the marble.Jackson took half a step back as the “wall” split and retracted, folding away in silence. Beyond it was darkness Which was deep and waiting. A pul
Chapter 167: Lines in the Ashes!
Jackson stalked the far end of the Sky Tower’s private war room like a tiger that couldn’t find its cage. The sprawling windows framed a city that glittered with false calm below, each pinprick of light mocking him with its obliviousness.Inside, the hush wasn’t peace. Instead, it was the quiet choke of dread winding itself tighter around his chest. No matter how many times he had tried to convince himself that nothing bad will happen to Bella, the fear of the unknown still tugged at the back of his mind that he just couldn't help but wish he could do something about the situation on ground.Just then, the double doors swung open with a muted groan as Mr. Copper entered, a thick coat draped over one arm. He paused just inside the threshold, taking in the restless shape of Jackson pacing the room’s length. The secure conference monitors on the far wall blinked idle alerts — pale green warnings that looked harmless compared to the storm simmering behind Jackson’s eyes.Jackson didn’t tu
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