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CHAPTER 106: Deadline
Author: Jejewiyyah
last update2025-08-17 17:28:04

The digital countdown burned across every screen in the boardroom, the numbers pulsing like a heartbeat.

08:00:00 then 07:59:59.

Henry sat at the head of the long table, his knuckles pressed into the polished wood. He hadn’t slept. None of them had. The smell of stale coffee and cigarette smoke clung to the air like despair itself.

Their empire was still shackled, every system in the dark. Hotels ran without central coordination, financial reports hung incomplete, communications bled static. The city knew, the markets knew, the world knew. BlackFog had gutted the Brown Empire in public daylight.

Kate’s voice broke the silence first. “Eight hours left. What progress have we made?”

Victory leaned back, shadows under his eyes. “None that matters. Every line we throw at them, they reroute. The decoy accounts they cut through them like glass. If we try to stall again, they’ll release something worse.”

Davis cursed, slamming his fist against the armrest. “So we’re just going to fold? To som
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