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ENTER IRON STREET
She turned then—finally—her eyes locking onto Nolan’sShe paused.Her expression shifted—just a little. Not shock. Not fear. But recognition.“Hey…” she said slowly. “You look familiar.”Nolan’s chest tightened.He didn’t know her. At least, he didn’t think he did. But something in her tone—something in her eyes—made his pulse race.“I… I don’t think we’ve met,” he said, unsure.Rosa tilted her head, studying him closer.“No,” she murmured. “But your face—it’s been around. In talks. In ideas. Someone like you doesn’t just appear.”Jethro placed a steady hand on Nolan’s back.“He’s here because he’s needed, Rosa. The system is shifting. And some minds aren’t made to float. They’re made to shape.”Rosa didn’t smile. Not fully.But she nodded.“Well then,” she said, turning to walk beside them, “Let’s see what kind of waves he can make.”Rosa paused after a few steps, her sharp eyes still lingering on Nolan. Her mind was spinning.She turned to Jethro, her voice was calm but questioning.
CRYPTO WHALE: ROSA FINCH
“This,” Jethro said, “is the underworld of influence. The true game behind politics, currencies, and ideologies concerning anything Blockchain all around the continent. What you’re seeing is only the facade.”The vehicle slowed before a monolithic building.It towered above the rest, constructed of dark glass with veins of copper threading through its design. Outside, individuals in sharp suits and encrypted name badges moved like clockwork—focused, fast, and unreadable. No signs, no company names.Just a single crest above the main doors: a stylized gear within a circle, surrounded by thirteen stars.They stepped out.Instantly, the sound swallowed them—voices negotiating, shouting, murmuring. Phones that weren’t phones. Holograms flickering above wrists.Nolan’s heart pounded.“This is insane,” he muttered. “This is actually insane.”Jethro placed a firm hand on his shoulder.“Stay centered. Don’t let the movement distract you. You’re not here to observe—you’re here to understand.
IRON STREET'S CORE
A sharp clank echoed through the silence as Jethro’s knock landed with deliberate weight. For a few seconds, nothing happened—only the cold air brushing their skin and the flickering of the stairwell lights high above.Then, a faint mechanical whirring stirred from within the iron door.At eye level, a small rectangular panel slid open with a hiss, revealing a dark hollow. From within it, a circular lens flicked to life—red, then blue, then clear.A voice crackled through a hidden speaker: it was metallic, low, and sterile.“Identify.”Jethro took a single step forward, his posture was tall and sure. His voice, when it came, was firm but rhythmic, as though reciting a verse memorized long ago.“Ink upon silence, kept where fire fears to feed. We come with minds unbound, our truths beneath.”There was a pause.The eye behind the lens shifted, examining Jethro, then darting briefly to Nolan.Another second passed before the mechanical voice responded. “Your key is remembered.”A series
THE DESCENT
Dr. Eloise Maran turned her head slightly toward Jethro and spoke in a calm, measured tone.“The ink fades where sunlight fears to go.”The words sounded strange—almost poetic—but there was meaning hidden behind them. Nolan couldn’t make sense of it, he didn't have to, but Jethro seemed to understand perfectly.He gave a slight nod, his expression was serious. “And silence keeps the pages whole.”The chief librarian gave a small smile. It was the kind of smile that said, Good. You remember the rules.She looked at Nolan but didn’t explain. Instead, she gestured toward the open stairwell.“Take care with your steps,” she said softly. “Down here, we walk with our minds awake.”She turned back toward her office without another word.Jethro stepped up to the entrance of the stairs. He placed one hand on the stone wall beside it. Then he turned to Nolan.“Follow me,” he said. “And stay close.”Nolan glanced at the staircase again. The flickering lights made the shadows look alive. The smoo
BELOW THE LIBRARY
As they walked deeper inside, Nolan felt a strange pull in his chest. Something about the stillness of the place, the careful organization, the gentle echoes of footsteps—it slowed him down. It cleared his thoughts.“Why here?” he asked again, more gently this time.Jethro gave a small smile. “Because answers don’t always come with guns or badges. Sometimes, they come with pages and people who know how to listen.”Nolan gave him a long sideways look. It was the kind of look that said, ‘I don’t get you. You sound so weird.’Jethro noticed the look but didn’t respond. He only exhaled quietly, his gaze was fixed ahead.They reached the front desk, where a young librarian was sorting through a stack of old books. Jethro stepped forward and asked in a calm voice, “Could we see the chief librarian, please? We have a special matter to discuss.”The librarian nodded and gestured for them to follow.After a short walk through a quieter wing of the library, they arrived at a polished wooden doo
TRUST ME ON THIS ONE
The next evening, the sky above the city was a quiet stretch of dark blue, slowly swallowing the last traces of sunlight. A soft breeze moved through the courtyard of the high-rise building. Streetlights were flickering on, one by one, casting golden pools of light across the stone tiles below.Now right in this Mr Strauss's mansion, Nolan stood near the lobby doors, freshly dressed in a crisp white shirt, a clean dark blazer, and slacks that hung right for the first time in days. His hair was combed neatly, and he had shaved, though a shadow of tiredness still clung beneath his eyes. The drunken haze from the night before was gone. His shoulders were straighter. His chest was lifted when he breathed.He had eaten a warm meal earlier—something hearty, simple, and grounding—and it had helped more than he thought it would. His stomach no longer twisted in knots. There was a strange feeling inside him now. Not peace, not yet. But something that looked like it. Maybe it was hope, or
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