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THE LEDGER OF BETRAYAL
Nolan measured the distance to the nearest shelf corner, to the coat rack in the alcove with a forgotten leather belt, to the heavy wooden desk behind him. “I signed in,” he said. “Check the log upstairs.”“Boss already checked,” the other man replied. He had a knife in his hand now, held low. “Instructions were simple. Nobody touches these boxes tonight.”“So you follow instructions,” Nolan said. His voice stayed level. “You ever ask who wrote them?”Thug One snorted. “You asking us to think in a library?” He took a step closer and jerked his chin at the folder. “Move away from that. We’ll handle it.”Nolan stepped sideways instead, out of the narrow aisle and into the reading alcove. “You picked the wrong soft place,” he said. “You should have met me somewhere louder.”The knife man lunged. Nolan caught his wrist, twisted, and slammed the man’s arm into the shelf. Folders tumbled, papers flying. As the thug grunted in pain, Nolan’s free hand shot out; he grabbed the leather belt fro
GHOST IN THE ARCHIVES
Nolan pulled the headset off and tossed it onto the table, his knuckles were still throbbing from the fight in the glass archive. The safehouse screens were full of frozen moments from City Hall—Calder on his knees, the assassin on the floor, guards bursting through the shattered door.Lena leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. “You just collared a minister and stole a kill from Atherton’s people,” she said. “Most men would be opening champagne right now.”“It’s not over,” Nolan replied. His voice was calm, but his eyes stayed on Calder’s frozen face. “Atherton will close ranks. The Syndicate will rewrite their routes. This was one artery, not the heart.”“The heart is DominionLink,” she said. “And Calder’s our key to it. His panic alone is leverage.” She tilted her head, watching him. “So why do you look like you swallowed glass?”Nolan finally turned away from the screens and opened a folder on his tablet. Old logos flickered up—Bullwick University, Rhys-Tech pilot programs
SIGNED IN FEAR
Meanwhile, City Hall looked pure from the outside.Wide marble steps, clean glass facades, flags catching the evening wind. Inside, the air smelled of polished wood, old paper, and cheap perfume. Staffers rushed through corridors with folders pressed to their chests, pretending they controlled the city instead of serving it.In a corner office, Minister Calder stared at his screen, his hand was shaking.A memo had appeared in his secure inbox. It bore his digital signature. His symbol. His stamp.It authorized a series of “off-ledger relief transfers” to accounts that Lena had carefully labeled with Syndicate shell names.He hadn’t signed it.He knew that.He also knew no one would believe him.He snatched up his phone. “Jasmin, I need legal,” he snapped. “Right now.”His legal advisor’s face appeared on the screen moments later. “Minister? What’s wrong?”“There’s a compliance memo here with my signature,” he said. “I never approved this. It’s routing funds to… to unauthorized entitie
EIGHT SECONDS TO ESCAPE
The yard speakers kept repeating the same sentence, but Nolan stopped hearing the words. He heard the hum of drones above him, the grind of train wheels on steel, the click of safeties coming off in the dark. The Bullwick freight yard was a ring of lights and guns with him in the center, a man and a backpack standing on cold gravel. A harsh voice boomed from the loudspeakers. “This is your final warning. Drop the bag and lie face down. Hands behind your head.” Lena’s voice came soft in his earpiece. “Nolan, I’ve got partial access to Drone Three. If you look straight at it, I can piggyback your voice on the feed.” Vera cut in, sharper. “If they arrest you, they take the laptop. If they take the laptop, they tear Orpheus apart. And then they come for us. Don’t you dare surrender.” Timo sounded terrified. “They’ve got at least ten shooters. Two trucks north, one armored van south. I can see their heat signatures. This is not good, hermano.” Nolan lifted his head, scanning the
TAKING BACK THE CAMERAS
He ran back up the stairs, lungs burning. Inside the cabin, Orpheus hummed, its tiny light steady. On the laptop screen, status bars crawled the last few pixels.Timo’s voice was high with excitement. “It is happening. Their front-run patterns are collapsing. I am watching their bots fail in real time. They are losing millions with every breath you take.”Lena spoke slowly, like she was afraid to break the moment. “I am already seeing chatter. Private rooms asking why the spreads are flattening. Some of them are terrified. They know something just snapped.”The final bar filled. Orpheus let out a small, satisfied beep.“Queue logic locked,” Nolan said. He entered one last command, setting a timed mirror across parts of his ghost network. “Even if they cut this fiber, the new rules will echo through parallel nodes. Not forever, but long enough.”Vera let out a low curse. “You did it. You actually did it.”“For now,” he said. He pulled the cable from the DominionLink panel and then from
OPERATION ORPHEUS
They left the safehouse an hour later, slipping into the city’s quieter veins. By the time Nolan reached the edge of Bullwick’s rail yard, most of the sirens had moved downtown. The yard looked almost peaceful. Long rows of boxcars sat under dull sodium lights, throwing slow shadows on gravel and rusted rails. A fog of diesel and cold metal hung in the air.Vera’s voice crackled in his earpiece. “You are at the west fence. Two cameras directly ahead, one on your right. I looped them. You have a ninety-second window if you stick to the route.”Nolan adjusted the rail worker jacket over his clothes and kept his head down as he moved along the chain-link fence to a gap near a maintenance shed. “Copy,” he said softly. “Keep your eyes on my ghost nodes. If they light up in the wrong places, shout.”Timo’s nervous laugh followed. “This is me not shouting yet. The line is busy tonight. Lots of order flow. Perfect time to hide a surgery.”He slipped through the gap and into the yard, the dir
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