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Chapter one hundred and eight
Author: Danny Ink
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Jake stood at the edge of the safehouse roof, staring out at the city, he had made a promise to them, to himself. They weren’t hiding anymore. They were going to do something, no matter how small or dangerous. But the decision to act had opened a door to something bigger than he’d imagined.

His thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of footsteps behind him. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“You look like you’re about to disappear into the sky,” Elena said, her voice dry, but with a note of amusement.

Jake didn’t answer right away. He just watched the sun dip lower, his fingers running over the edge of the roof as if to ground himself in the present.

Elena stepped closer, her gaze following his. “How long are we going to keep playing this game?” she asked, her voice softening. “These little moves, these whispers—how long until it’s not enough?”

Jake turned to face her. The resolve in her eyes was unmistakable. She was done with waiting. He could feel it in her eve
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  • Chapter one hundred and twenty six

    Jake didn’t sit down again. The decision had already been made the moment the runner spoke of Southbank. He turned back to the table and dragged the map toward him, his fingers leaving smears of soot across the paper.“Sector Nine’s relay is gone. That gave people a taste of freedom. Southbank just paid the price for it. If we let that stand without response, the Council wins the story. We can’t let them.”Reeva leaned over the map. “You’re talking about another strike? We just pulled off one miracle. Do you think we can do it again without losing half our people?”Jake’s eyes were steady. “We don’t need another miracle. We need precision. One hit, targeted, not just to hurt them but to show people that Southbank wasn’t abandoned.”Elena moved around to his side, arms folded, gaze sharp. “You want to link the two. Blackout and Southbank. Make them one story.”“Yes,” Jake said. “They hit Southbank because they’re afraid of what the blackout meant. We answer so everyone knows their fear

  • Chapter one hundred and twenty five

    Word spread faster than fire. By midday the blackout in Sector Nine had reached every corner of the city. No signals, no broadcasts, no Council surveillance for hours. People whispered in markets, in alleys, in workshops, their voices carrying a charge that hadn’t been heard in years.Jake sat with the others in the maintenance chamber, listening as runners came in one after another with updates.“They’re saying the Council lost control of two whole districts this morning.”“Shops opened their doors without permits. No one paid taxes at the checkpoints.”“Kids painted the Twelve symbol across the relay wreckage. Broad daylight.”Each report landed like fuel on an already burning fire. Reeva leaned over the map, eyes sharp. “This is bigger than I expected. They’re not just noticing the blackout. They’re testing the edges, seeing how much ground they can take.”Lina shifted nervously. “That’s dangerous. If they push too far, the Council will crush them. They’ll use this as an excuse for

  • Chapter one hundred and twenty four

    Reeva tightened the last line and stepped back, her voice low but sharp. “Charges armed. On your word.”Jake crouched beside her, scanning the shadows. “Wait until I say.”Lina swallowed hard, clutching the detonator. “The guards are rotating. If they spot us before—”“They won’t,” Elena cut in, her rifle steady against her shoulder. Her eyes didn’t leave the perimeter.For a few tense seconds, the only sound was the low hum of the relay tower above them. Jake counted the patrol’s steps in his head, measuring the rhythm. He waited for the moment when the guards turned their backs, when their lines of sight overlapped just enough.“Now,” he ordered.Reeva tapped Lina’s arm. Lina pressed the trigger.A thunderous crack ripped through the night as fire tore along the tower’s foundation. The ground shook. Metal screamed and groaned. Then, with a violent crash, the lower half of the relay buckled. Sparks burst across the sky, raining down in arcs of burning light.The patrols shouted in pa

  • Chapter one hundred and twenty three

    Reeva spread a scavenged map across the floor, weighed down at the corners by broken pieces of machinery. “Sector Nine relay hub is here,” she said, tapping a dark smudge at the center. “They’ve got four guard rotations, heavily armed. The perimeter fence is electrified, and the tower’s reinforced with Council-grade plating. No one’s touched it in years for a reason.”“That’s why it’s perfect,” Jake said. “If we can cut the signal even for a night, the Council loses its leash. Messages won’t get through. Their grip will loosen.”Elena crouched low beside him, eyes fixed on the map. “So what’s the entry point?”Reeva traced a line from the southern sewer channel. “Here. It feeds under the perimeter. The Council doesn’t bother guarding it because it collapsed years ago. But if we clear the blockage, we can get close without being seen.”Lina shifted uncomfortably. “And once we’re inside? They’ll swarm us the second we hit the tower.”“That’s why we split the job,” Jake said. “Reeva and

  • Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two

    The tunnel stretched on, damp and silent, their breaths the only sound as they pressed forward. Dust clung to their faces and clothes, still thick from the collapse behind them as Jake led the way.Elena kept glancing back, listening for pursuit that never came. “We bought time, but not much,” she murmured.“They’ll dig through eventually,” Reeva said, wiping grit from her eyes. “Council doesn’t leave bodies buried for long.”Jake slowed only enough to check Lina, who was limping but keeping up. “How bad?”“Just twisted it when we ran,” Lina admitted. “I can move.”“You will,” Jake said, not unkindly but firm. “No stopping.”The tunnel finally widened into a forgotten maintenance chamber. Broken machinery and collapsed beams littered the floor. Jake raised his hand, signaling a halt. They dropped into place, breathing heavy, backs pressed to the cold walls.Reeva slid to the ground with a groan. “That was close. Too close.”Jake didn’t answer right away. He stared at the dirt-streaked

  • Chapter One hundred and twenty one

    The soldiers poured into the chamber, their boots striking in unison, their beams slashing across the space. Reeva opened fire first, her shots sparking against the tunnel walls and forcing the front line to scatter. Elena followed, the rusted console shielding her as she fired short, precise bursts.Jake stood firm in the center, weapon steady, directing their fire with calm gestures. “Left flank, push them back!” he called. Reeva shifted, unleashing a controlled volley that pinned two soldiers against the wall.Lina covered her ears as the gunfire roared through the chamber, her body pressed low to the ground. She could feel the vibrations of each shot echoing through the concrete floor.The Council soldiers advanced regardless, disciplined and unshaken. Their return fire rattled against the old steel, sparks showering down as bullets chewed through decades of decay.“They’re spreading!” Elena shouted. “Trying to encircle us!”Jake’s eyes darted across the chamber. He could see it t

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