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GAMBIT
Theodore Sterling made his sisters look like amateurs.Two trillion dollars. That's what intelligence said he was worth. More money than some countries. More power than most governments. Hidden from public view for fifty years while Victoria built businesses and Miranda inherited them.He'd controlled both of them. They were pawns. Pieces on his board. And now both pieces were gone. One dead. One imprisoned. Grayson stared at the file the official had left. Photos of Theodore. Older man. Maybe seventy. Gray hair. Expensive suit. Eyes that looked cold even in pictures."He doesn't want money," the official had explained. "He wants suffering. Your suffering specifically."Ten thousand mercenaries surrounding London wasn't a bluff. Satellite imagery updated every hour. More forces arriving. Weapons. Vehicles. Setting up for siege."Give me Kane or the city burns." Theodore's message was public. Broadcast to British government. To news media. To everyone.British officials panicked. Of c
CAME BACK STRONGER
London in November was cold and wet and absolutely perfect.Nobody knew who they were. Nobody cared. Just another American family relocating. Happened all the time. The new identities Morrison's contacts provided were solid. John Davis. Sarah Davis. Matthew Davis.Normal names. Normal people. Normal life.It was weird.They rented an apartment in a quiet neighborhood. Ground floor for Ava's wheelchair. Near a school for Marcus Jr. Close to a park where normal families did normal things.Grayson found work after two weeks. Security consultant for a tech company. Boring. Safe. Legal. Using skills he'd learned from years of war to help corporations protect data instead of lives.It paid well. Nobody asked questions. Nobody cared that John Davis had scars and nightmares and couldn't talk about his past.Marcus Jr. enrolled in school. Real school. Not underground tutoring or downloaded worksheets. An actual building with actual teachers and actual kids his age.He struggled. Bad.Eleven ye
WE HAD A DEAL!
Miranda's face went from smiling to murderous in about half a second."What are you DOING?" She was screaming. Actually screaming. "We had a DEAL!"Blackwell looked calm. Too calm. Like he'd been planning this moment for years. "Deal's off. I'm done being your puppet."The arena went silent. Everyone watching. Millions of people. This wasn't in the script."You can't—""I can. I'm the president. I'm calling federal agents to arrest you right now for... let's see... funding domestic terrorism. War profiteering. Murder. Should I continue?"Blackwell pulled out a tablet. Started reading. "Every crime. Every bribe. Every illegal thing you've done for the past decade. I've been gathering evidence. While you thought you controlled me, I was building a case."Miranda's guards were looking confused. Uncertain. Their boss was being accused by the president on live television."You made me president," Blackwell continued. "But I'm not your slave. Never was. I just played one until I had everyth
TO THE DEATH
Accepting a duel to the death is weird when you actually stop and think about it.Grayson sat in the warehouse watching Marcus Jr. sleep and thinking about how in twenty-four hours he'd probably be dead. Publicly. On live television. Millions of people watching."You're not sleeping." Ava wheeled herself over. It was three in the morning. Nobody was sleeping."Can't.""Scared?""Terrified."At least he was honest. No point lying now.The terms were insane but simple. Public duel. Times Square. Neutral ground where both armies had agreed to a ceasefire. Winner's demands would be legally binding. Miranda wins, Grayson dies and his family becomes hers. Grayson wins, Miranda withdraws from the war completely."You don't have to do this," Ava said. For the tenth time."We've been over this.""We could run. Take Marcus. Disappear.""To where? She'd find us. She always finds us."Ava knew he was right but didn't want to admit it. They'd been running for years. It never worked. Someone always
THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL
The office was huge. Windows on three sides showing Manhattan burning below. Miranda behind her desk. Five hundred guards surrounding them. Twenty soldiers who'd come with Grayson already looked dead.Miranda kept the gun on Marcus Jr. "Surrender or he dies. Again."Grayson had been here before. Different building. Same threat. Same impossible choice."You won't kill him," he said. Trying to sound confident. "He's too valuable.""Am I?" Miranda pulled the trigger.Click.Empty gun.Marcus Jr. didn't even flinch. Neither did Grayson."Testing you," Miranda said. Impressed. "You didn't flinch. Cold. I like that.""I know you won't kill him. You need him.""True." She dropped the empty gun. Pulled a real one. "But I'll kill you."She fired.Marcus Jr. tackled her. Just launched himself across the desk. Ten years old hitting a grown woman. The bullet went wide. Hit the ceiling.Chaos.Twenty soldiers engaged five hundred guards. Gunfire everywhere. Glass shattering. People screaming and d
THIS TIME, I WON'T FAIL
Turns out starting a civil war is easier than you'd think.Morrison had fifty thousand troops. Blackwell had twice that. The news wouldn't call it a war though. Too scary. "Domestic conflict" sounded better. Made it seem like something that could be fixed with a strongly worded letter.But it was war. Anyone with eyes could see that.Cities turned into war zones overnight. Atlanta. Chicago. Los Angeles. Places where people lived normal lives suddenly had tanks rolling down Main Street. Civilians packed whatever they could carry and just started walking. Anywhere that wasn't here. Anywhere that wasn't a battlefield.Morrison's people evacuated Grayson's family to her base. Some military facility in Colorado. Mountains. Concrete. The kind of place built to survive the end of the world.Ava hated it immediately. "Too many stairs," she said, looking at her wheelchair.They'd installed ramps. But yeah. The whole place was designed for soldiers who could run and jump and do all the things Av
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