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CHAPTER 97 PART 2
Author: Yaseen works
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In suite 7543, Vanessa Sterling crouched behind an overturned couch, her hand gripping the nearly empty canister of her chemical deterrent. The "Mesmerizer" as Alexander had called it—the neuropharmaceutical compound that could turn enemies into temporary servants.

She'd been using it sparingly for hours now. Every time a proxy wandered into her suite—and they'd come regularly, methodically searching every room—she'd sprayed them with a minimal dose and commanded: "This room is empty. You saw nothing. Report back that 7543 is clear."

And like zombies, they'd obeyed. Turning around and walking out, their minds temporarily rewritten by the compound.

But the canister was almost empty now. Maybe one more dose left. Two if she was lucky and used only the minimum amount needed.

And the searching was intensifying. She could hear it in the hallway—more footsteps, more voices, more coordination.

"Bennett said Sterling is somewhere on this floor," a rough voice said just outside her door. "Find
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  • CHAPTER 97 PART 2

    In suite 7543, Vanessa Sterling crouched behind an overturned couch, her hand gripping the nearly empty canister of her chemical deterrent. The "Mesmerizer" as Alexander had called it—the neuropharmaceutical compound that could turn enemies into temporary servants.She'd been using it sparingly for hours now. Every time a proxy wandered into her suite—and they'd come regularly, methodically searching every room—she'd sprayed them with a minimal dose and commanded: "This room is empty. You saw nothing. Report back that 7543 is clear."And like zombies, they'd obeyed. Turning around and walking out, their minds temporarily rewritten by the compound.But the canister was almost empty now. Maybe one more dose left. Two if she was lucky and used only the minimum amount needed.And the searching was intensifying. She could hear it in the hallway—more footsteps, more voices, more coordination."Bennett said Sterling is somewhere on this floor," a rough voice said just outside her door. "Find

  • CHAPTER 97 PART 1

    Alexander pressed himself flat against the wall, one arm protectively across Katarina's mouth to muffle any sound she might make. His eyes tracked the two shadowy figures as they moved through the darkness—ninjas, his mind supplied, though that seemed impossible. Actual ninjas. In a corporate tower competition. Killing people with medieval weapons."What are they?" Katarina whispered against his palm, her voice so quiet he barely heard it."Trouble," Alexander breathed back. "Don't move. Don't breathe loud. Just... don't exist."The two assassins moved like smoke, their katanas dripping with blood that looked black in the dim emergency lighting that had finally flickered to life. They passed within five feet of the reception desk, so close Alexander could hear their breathing—controlled, measured, professional.One of them paused. His head tilted slightly, as if sensing something.Alexander's heart hammered in his chest, but he didn't move. Didn't breathe. His body locked into absolut

  • CHAPTER 96 PART 3

    The assassin stumbled back, his nose shattered, blood streaming. But he didn't drop. Professional training keeping him functional despite the injury.He raised his katana again, this time with more caution, circling Alexander in the darkness."You're good," the assassin said, his voice accented but clear despite his broken nose. "Better than you should be. Who are you?""Nobody important," Alexander replied, his stance shifting to mirror the assassin's movement."Liar," the assassin said. "Nobody moves like that without serious training. Military? Special forces? Or something else?"The first assassin was getting back to his feet now, recovering his katana. Two on one. In the dark. Against professional killers.Normal odds would suggest Alexander was dead.But as his body settled into a combat stance he'd never consciously learned, as his muscles remembered movements practiced ten thousand times in a life he couldn't recall, Alexander felt something that surprised him.Calm. Complete,

  • CHAPTER 96 PART 2

    He pulled Katarina toward the exit just as the large man lunged at the smaller woman. Her scream cut off abruptly as they cleared the lobby.Behind them, the sounds of chaos erupted—shouts, the meaty impact of fists on flesh, more screams.Alexander and Katarina ran down a corridor, Alexander's eyes scanning for safe spaces, for anywhere they could regroup. His mind was racing. Vanessa was somewhere on this floor. In danger. And he had no way to contact her, no way to—Something whistled through the air.Alexander's combat instincts kicked in a split second before his conscious mind could process the threat. He dove left, pulling Katarina with him, just as a shuriken embedded itself in the wall where his head had been."Down!" he hissed, shoving Katarina behind the reception desk. "Stay down and don't move!""Alexander—"Another whistle. Another shuriken. This one found its mark—Alexander heard a gurgling scream from back in the lobby. One of the new arrivals, caught in the throat, go

  • CHAPTER 96 PART 1

    The elevator chimed softly as the doors slid open, and Alexander stepped onto Floor Seventy-Five with Katarina close behind him. Several other competitors from Floor Seventy-Four emerged from adjacent elevators, their expressions ranging from confident to exhausted.The lobby they entered was... wrong.Alexander noticed it immediately. Overturned furniture. Scorch marks on the walls. What looked like dried blood on the marble floor. And an eerie, oppressive silence broken only by distant sounds—crashes, muffled screams, running footsteps."Alexander," Katarina whispered, pressing close to his side. "Something is very wrong here.""I know," Alexander replied, his combat instincts screaming danger. His eyes scanned the space, cataloging exits, cover positions, potential threats.Near the elevator bank, a large digital board displayed a list of names and faces—the current competitors on Floor Seventy-Five. Alexander's eyes scanned the list quickly, and his heart leaped when he saw a fami

  • CHAPTER 95 PART 2

    Forty-five minutes later, Vanessa was tucked into a maintenance access corridor on Floor Seventy-Five's service level. It wasn't comfortable—cramped, dimly lit, smelling of cleaning supplies and industrial disinfectant—but it had advantages.Only one entrance, which she could watch. No windows, so no one could spot her from outside. And most importantly, it was off the main pathways. The wealthy families and their proxies would focus on the residential suites, the common areas, the obvious hiding spots.She'd brought supplies: water bottles, energy bars, her phone (though she'd turned it off to avoid being tracked), and most importantly, two more canisters of the neuropharmaceutical compound Alexander had given her years ago.If anyone found her hiding spot, she'd make them regret it.The alarm sounded—a harsh, blaring siren that echoed through the entire floor.The challenge had begun.Through the thin walls of her hiding spot, Vanessa could hear movement. Footsteps. Voices. The soun

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