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Chapter 9 – Dead Men Don’t Stay Silent
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1:42 A.M. Location: The Vault, Off-Grid Safe House

The screen flickered before Jeffrey. Dozens of files filled the air in glowing red light names, faces, locations, all tied to the people who orchestrated his downfall. “Camilla,” he said, voice ice-cold. “Initiate purge protocol.”

Camilla hesitated. “You’re sure?”

Jeffrey’s eyes never left the file on-screen:

Name: Asher Goodman.

Status: CEO.

Crimes: Fratricide, conspiracy, asset laundering, sanctioned assassination.

He nodded once. “Burn everything tied to his empire. I want the world to feel his collapse.”

She stepped forward, fingers flying over the console. “Purging… now.”

Across the globe, a dozen Goodman accounts blinked out of existence. Satellites went dark. Buildings locked down. Executives lost access to bank vaults as firewalls collapsed and systems imploded.

The Goodman Empire had just taken a bullet to the spine, Asher Goodman’s voice echoed through the boardroom like a whip crack. “Who the hell authorized a blackout on o
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