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CHAPTER 8: EXPOSED
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Morning headlines burned across every screen in the city.

VANTAGE LOGISTICS FACES INTERNAL AUDIT OVER IDENTITY FRAUD ALLEGATIONS

Stephen, Elias Stone, stood in front of the monitor, coffee untouched. Cassandra read the article aloud, voice tight.

“Anonymous sources claim the company’s founder falsified identity documents. Authorities may open a federal investigation.”

He turned from the screen. “He moved faster than I expected.”

“Damian?”

“Who else?” Stephen exhaled slowly. “He’s not trying to destroy the company. He’s trying to unmask me.”

Damian Cross watched the same broadcast from his office, the reflection of his own smile flickering in the glass. “Tell the press the whistle-blower’s credible,” he told his assistant. “Feed them the rumor about the mechanic from five years ago.”

“That could backfire,” the assistant warned.

Damian’s grin widened. “Backfire only happens if the target ducks.”

At the Vantage Headquarters Cassandra burst into Stephen’s office with a folder.

“Legal says
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