FORGIVE ME, ADRIAN
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Vincent Kane stood on the tarmac at Teterboro Airport, leaning heavily on a cane that looked more medical than decorative.

This was the first time Adrian had seen his father in person in five years. The first time since that morning in the Kane estate when Vincent had delivered his ultimatum: Leave with nothing or stay and be destroyed. Five years of exile, humiliation, rebuilding, and war.

And now they stood face to face again.

The cancer had ravaged Vincent in ways the video calls hadn't full
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  • THE FATHER RETURNS

    The voice on Elena's phone was impossible.Vincent Kane had died in Switzerland three weeks ago. Adrian had been there. Had watched the life support disconnected. Had seen the funeral. Had received the death certificate bearing official Swiss government seals.And yet that voice—unmistakable, carrying the cold authority that had shaped Adrian's entire existence—was speaking to them now."I know you have questions," Vincent said through the phone's speaker. "Meet me tonight. The original Kane estate in upstate New York. Nine PM. Come alone or bring whoever you trust. But come."The line went dead.Elena and Adrian stared at each other in the hotel room, both trying to process what they'd just heard."He's alive," Elena said unnecessarily. "Father is alive. The death certificate was forged. The funeral was theater. He's been watching everything we've done since Switzerland.""Testing me even after his 'death,'" Adrian finished, feeling rage building in his chest. "This entire month—Mich

  • THE ASSASSIN'S IDENTITY

    The forensics report arrived at Ryker's secure email at 4:47 AM, six hours after the factory collapse.Adrian was at St. Luke's Hospital getting his shoulder examined—it was indeed dislocated, relocated by emergency medical personnel at the scene with the kind of professional efficiency that suggested they'd done it thousands of times. The pain medication was making him drowsy, but when Ryker called with the ballistics analysis, Adrian's mind cleared immediately."Harvey Mitchell was killed with professional precision," Ryker said without preamble. "Single gunshot to the head. Entry wound behind the right ear, slight upward angle consistent with shooter being below or behind the target. The weapon was silenced—none of the team heard the shot during the chaos."Adrian sat up in the hospital bed despite the doctor's protests. "Time of death?""Coroner estimates between eleven fifty-five AM and twelve-oh-three PM. Right in the middle of the firefight. Someone used the chaos as cover for

  • BURIED ALIVE

    The factory collapsed in stages, each section folding into itself with the terrible grinding sound of steel being twisted beyond its tolerance.The main support structure failed first, triggering a cascade. The roof pancaked down onto the fourth floor. That floor collapsed onto the third. Then the second. Then the ground level. Everything falling inward like a massive house of cards being demolished in slow motion.From the command post three blocks away, Sophia watched the live drone feed as the building disappeared into its own footprint in a cloud of concrete dust."No..." Her voice was barely a whisper. Then louder. "No. Adrian..."She was running before anyone could stop her. Out of the command vehicle. Toward the collapse site. Ryker caught her after half a block, physically restraining her from getting closer."Sophia, stop! The structure is still unstable! Secondary collapses are possible!""He's in there! Adrian and Daniel are both in there!" She struggled against Ryker's gri

  • DOUBLE KIDNAPPING

    The kidnapping had been executed with military precision.Tom and Sarah Morrison—Daniel's foster parents—had been drugged with something that knocked them unconscious without killing them. They'd woken at 6:15 AM to find Daniel's bedroom window open, his bed empty, and a ransom note taped to the bathroom mirror.The note was printed on standard paper using a generic font. Untraceable. Professional.We have Daniel Kane. Wire $100 million to the following account within 48 hours. Additionally, Adrian Kane must make a public announcement acknowledging Michael Thornton as his biological son, not Brandon Sterling's. Both conditions must be met or Daniel dies. No police. No FBI. No negotiations.Elena had found the note at 6:32 AM when she'd arrived at the Morrison house for breakfast. She'd been staying nearby, getting to know her younger brother, building a relationship with the family. Now she was on the phone with Adrian, reading him the demands while Montana state police processed the

  • THE MOTHER'S MADNESS

    Margaret Thornton looked like someone who'd spent the past month living in her car.Her designer wardrobe had been replaced by thrift store clothing that didn't fit properly. Her perfectly maintained hair was greasy, uncombed, showing gray roots she'd always meticulously dyed. Her manicured nails were chipped and broken. But most disturbing were her eyes—wild, unfocused, carrying the particular quality of someone whose grip on reality had become dangerously loose.The gun in her hand shook. Not from fear. From barely controlled rage that had been building for months and finally found a target."You destroyed my family!" Margaret's voice rose to a shriek. "Both of you! Adrian with his revenge! Isabella with her stupidity! Everything we had—the money, the status, the respect—all of it gone because you couldn't just play your roles!"Adrian remained perfectly still, his mind calculating distances and angles. The room was small. Margaret was eight feet away. The gun was a 9mm, probably ho

  • NOW YOU BOTH HAVE TO DIE

    Adrian didn't trust a single test result when it came to something this impossible.He ordered two more DNA analyses from different laboratories. Independent facilities that had no connection to each other or to Kane Industries. He used false names, paid in cryptocurrency, ensured complete anonymity.The second test came back forty-eight hours later. Same result. 99.97% probability of paternity.The third test took seventy-two hours. A specialized genetics laboratory in Boston that primarily worked with law enforcement and paternity disputes. Their result was even more definitive: 99.99% probability of paternity with detailed genetic marker analysis showing unmistakable family lineage.Michael was Adrian's biological son. Not Brandon Sterling's. Not some laboratory error or sample contamination. Adrian Kane had fathered the child during his marriage to Isabella.Which was impossible.Adrian and Isabella had never consummated their marriage. He'd been clear about that from the beginnin

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