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Chapter 106: The Broken Ledger
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The trial didn't happen in a courtroom. It happened in the streets, in the bistros, and on every screen from Tokyo to Toronto. It was the "Year of the Long Memory."

Anthony Jodah sat in a sterile room in The Hague, dressed in a simple black suit. Across from him sat a panel of judges who looked terrified. They weren't just judging the Council; they were judging the system that had given them their own robes.

"Lord Jodah," the Chief Justice began, her voice trembling. "The records you’ve provided... the 'Human Capital Ledger.' You realize that if we prosecute every name in this book, the global administrative structure will collapse. There will be no one left to run the governments."

"Then you’d better start teaching the people how to run them themselves," Anthony said. "I didn't bring you a solution, Justice. I brought you a diagnosis. You don't ignore cancer because the surgery is difficult."

For six months, Anthony sat in that chair. He told the story of the Triad. He explained the
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