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Chapter 135 — The Summit That Burned
Cain Tower rose like a blade through the center of the city, glass and steel cutting into the low clouds. For decades, it had been the symbol of control—where decisions were made quietly and consequences were exported elsewhere.Tonight, it was supposed to be different.The summit had been Victor Cain’s answer to chaos: an emergency convergence of corporate leaders, city officials, media heads, and international observers. Transparency, he’d called it. Stability. A public reassurance that Cain Global was still in control.Luther knew better.He stood in the shadows of a half-lit operations room three blocks away, watching Cain Tower through layered surveillance feeds. Every angle, every entrance, every probability thread flickered faintly at the edge of his vision—but he forced himself not to lean into them.He was pulling back.That had been the choice.Celeste stood beside him, arms crossed tightly over her chest, eyes fixed on the main feed. Her face had already become something el
Chapter 134 — The Weight of Restraint
Luther Cain stood alone in the safehouse command room long after the others had left.The timer Revenant had triggered still echoed in his mind, even though Selene had shut down every screen and severed the signal. The silence that followed was worse. It forced him to hear his own thoughts without the Gene filtering them into probabilities and paths.For the first time in days, he wasn’t calculating.He was remembering.The faces from the lower districts. The child he’d pulled from a Gene meltdown. The Shadow Syndicate members Revenant had killed. Marcus is bleeding on the concrete. Celeste is shaking but standing anyway.And the look in her eyes when she’d said he was becoming worse than Victor.Luther lowered himself into a chair, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tightly. The Echelon Gene stirred inside him, restless, offended by the lack of forward motion. It pushed visions at the edges of his vision—possible futures where he struck first, where he dominated, where he won.Every
Chapter 133 — The Line That Bleeds
The safehouse felt smaller than it had the night before.Not because the walls had moved, but because Luther Cain no longer fit inside it.He stood near the armory table, stripped down to a black compression shirt, forearms braced against cold steel as Selene adjusted the dampeners along his spine. Thin pulses of blue light crawled across his skin where the Echelon Gene interfaced with the regulators, fighting him, resisting restraint like it resented being leashed.“You’re spiking again,” Selene said, fingers moving fast. “Not a surge—this is sustained.”Luther didn’t answer.His eyes were unfocused, tracking futures no one else could see. Probability lines shimmered faintly in the air, collapsing and reforming with every breath he took.Marcus watched from the doorway, arms crossed, jaw tight. “He hasn’t slept.”“Sleep won’t fix this,” Selene replied. “He’s optimizing continuously. The Gene doesn’t know how to stop unless he does.”Luther finally spoke. “We don’t have time to stop.”
CHAPTER 132 — THE HERO THEY CHOSE
The city woke to a new narrative. Not one Victor Cain had written and not one Luther Cain had planned for.Marcus Vale saw it first.He stood in the narrow observation bay of the safehouse, watching feeds scroll across three salvaged monitors. The usual chaos was there—riots, counter-riots, Stabilizer Units standing inert like confused gods—but threaded through it all was something colder, more dangerous.Admiration. He zoomed one feed, jaw tightening.A crowd had gathered in what used to be Cain Plaza. The Cain insignia had been defaced, cracked down the middle, and spray-painted with crude slogans. Someone had projected leaked footage onto the side of the tower—Revenant’s broadcast, looped and edited into something sleeker, sharper.Cain Global dismantled in forty-eight hours.No civilian casualties reported.Illegal Gene trials exposed.The caption scrolling beneath it read:HE DID WHAT NO ONE ELSE COULD.Marcus swore softly.He turned away from the screen and headed deeper into th
CHAPTER 131 — A KINGDOM EATS ITSELF
Cain Global did not fall all at once.It began with silence.Across executive floors and private penthouses, encrypted terminals went dead mid-command. Elevators stalled between floors. Security doors refused to recognize the faces they had been trained to obey for decades. The empire that once moved with ruthless efficiency now stuttered, confused, and blind.And at the center of it all, Victor Cain stood alone.High above the city in Cain Tower’s executive sanctum, Victor stared at the glass wall that once fed him real-time dominion—markets, satellites, troop movements, political leverage. Now it displayed error after error, entire data sectors greyed out as if erased by an invisible hand.“Run the override again,” Victor ordered calmly.His chief systems officer swallowed. “Sir… there is no override anymore.”Victor turned slowly. “Explain.”The man’s hands trembled as he gestured at the screens. “The root architecture has been rewritten. Legacy commands are being rejected. The sys
CHAPTER 130 — THE KNIFE INSIDE THE EMPIRE
Cain Global began to collapse quietly.Not with explosions, not with riots, and not even with headlines. It collapsed with access denials.Across the world, executives woke to find their terminals locked. Board members found their biometric credentials rejected by systems they had personally commissioned. Entire departments were sealed out of floors they’d occupied for decades, security protocols rerouting them like strangers in their own buildings.Cain Global’s spine—the invisible lattice of finance, logistics, data, and influence—was being cut from the inside.And Victor Cain felt it before anyone told him.He stood alone in the upper command suite of Cain Tower, hands clasped behind his back, watching the city churn beneath him. The peace broadcast had worked better than projected. Public sentiment models scrolled across the curved glass wall: stabilization approval climbing, resistance narratives fragmenting.Control was returning.Then his assistant’s voice cracked over the secu
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