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85. The Frame
Sandra walked Jessica through everything methodically.The scholarship fund documents. The diverted grants. The enrolment fraud. The Harvard placements sold to wealthy families. The Hades file and its connection to Chris's father. The accident. The driver who was never charged. The Brooks family subsidiary, the vehicle registration, and the closed file.She laid it out in the order she had found it, with the clarity she brought to everything. Jessica asked questions at precise moments, not many, but targeted. The kind of questions that confirmed she was following not just the facts but the structure underneath them.When Sandra finished, Jessica sat quietly for a moment with her water glass in one hand."The scholarship fraud alone is federal," she said."Multiple counts," Sandra confirmed."And the accident case, you are reopening it?" She asked her"That is the plan. Together, as co-counsel," Sandra respondedJessica nodded slowly. Then she looked at Chris."Sandra told me the outli
84. Jessica Morgan
The elevator doors opened, and Sandra was on her feet before Chris had fully registered the movement.The woman who stepped out was not what he had been picturing. He was not sure what he had been picturing, something more worn, maybe, given what Sandra had told him. Someone who carried the years of being quietly dismantled somewhere visible on them.Jessica Morgan looked nothing like that. She looked the very oppositeShe was perhaps in her mid-thirties, dressed in a clean casual suit, well-fitted trousers, a simple blouse, and a jacket that she was carrying rather than wearing, rolled over one shoulder. Her heels were low and practical. She had the kind of face that smiled the way people smile when the smile is a reflex rather than a performance; it arrived before she had finished stepping out of the elevator, already directed at Sandra.She walked straight to her.They met in the middle and hugged with the specific tightness of people who have not seen each other in too long and a
83. The Rooftop
Chris left the apartment building through the back entrance.He had used the main entrance coming in. He used the service door going out; it opened onto a narrow alley that ran parallel to the building and came out on a different street entirely from the one he normally used. He walked the alley without hurrying, came out onto the parallel street, and walked two blocks before turning toward a bus terminal he had identified earlier that week but never actually used.Different stop. Different route. Different direction from the one he normally used.He got on the bus.He watched the streets for the first few minutes the way you watch when you are looking for something following you, not obviously, not with his head turned, just the peripheral awareness of someone who had started to understand what it felt like to be tracked and was making it harder.Nothing flagged.He sat back and let the bus carry him toward the hotel.He showered and changed when he got back to the room.He was sit
82. CCTV
Chris slept better than he had expected.The hotel bed was narrow, and the pillow was too soft, and the air conditioning made a faint clicking sound every twelve minutes. None of it mattered. He was safe, and nobody knew which room he was in, and his body apparently found that sufficient because he went under properly and woke up once at 3 a.m to drink some water, checked the door was locked, and slept again until just past eight.He spent Saturday morning in the room.He watched two more YouTube videos on blockchain infrastructure and took four pages of notes. He checked the Binance app, BTC was steady, the portfolio sitting exactly where it had been the previous day, give or take market breathing. He ordered breakfast from the restaurant downstairs, paid in cash, and ate it at the desk.He didn't check the group chat until mid-morning. Everyone was off school for the weekend. A few messages were from Jordan about the job; he had been asked to cover an extra shift on Sunday and want
81. Check Your Back
Chris checked the time when he finished eating.It was already one in the afternoon.He picked up his phone and opened the group chat.“How is campus? I am on my way in.” He sent itHe typed it casually, the way someone genuinely heading to school would type it. He wanted to see what had happened back in school before deciding how much to reveal.Responses trickled in over two minutes.Zoe said it was quiet. Caleb said Bennett had given them a reading assignment. Then Jordan's message came through, longer than the others.“Tyler came around this morning and somehow noticed your absence at once. Asked where you were. I told him I had no idea. He just nodded and walked off with his people. Seemed weird tbh. I think they are up to something." The reply came inChris read it twice.He switched to a private message with Jordan.“When he asked and got the answer, what did he look like? Surprised? Annoyed?” Chris asked himJordan's reply came quickly.“That is the thing. He was not surprise
80. Off The Radar
Chris got into a bus heading home from after leaving Sandra’s officeChris came off the bus two streets before his apartment.He walked the last stretch on foot, taking the longer way around, coming at the building from the opposite direction to the one he normally used. He slowed as the building came into view and stopped at the corner, looking at it from across the street without moving toward it.He scanned the front to scan for people around.No unfamiliar cars parked in front. No figure standing with the practised casualness of someone who was actually watching.Nothing had changed. He heaved a sighHe crossed.He stood outside his door, key in hand, and looked at the lock before using it. No scratches around the keyhole. No sign that anyone had tried the door.He inserted the key and turned it.He opened the door with one foot, put pressure on it slowly, and stepped in one foot first before following with the other. He closed the door behind him and locked it.He stood still.H
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