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CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE: CYRUS TRAIL
Cyrus Vane never trusted a lead that came too easily.When the first packet on Bryan landed on his desk two weeks ago, he’d gone through it twice, then a third time, searching for the mistake.The background was too clean and suspicious for someone like him who had develop trust issues already. Bryan was exactly what he appeared to be: personal assistant to no one particularly important in public records, a man whose official work history was a blur of small consultancies and logistics firms. No debts. No unexplained assets. No family drama to speak of.But people didn’t stay invisible this long without a reason. Definitely Bryan had a very huge reason for that.Cyrus sat in his private office overlooking the city, one booted foot resting on the edge of the desk, phone pressed to his ear as the rain whispered against the windows.“You’re sure this is him?” he asked.The voice on the other end,one of his best watchers was cautious. “Positive. Bryan was seen leaving the west district
CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR: Henry's discovery
Henry had never been one for family dinners, much less the kind where smiles were served as appetizers and betrayal was the main and essence.So when he heard through the kind of murmured office gossip that he usually ignored, that Kate had invited Davis to a private meeting over dinner, he didn’t react outwardly. Kate and Davis in the same room, alone. That was rare. It is rarely a good sign and obviously a beginning of a dangerous coalition.Henry was a Brown by blood but not by the same fire as the others. Davis thrived on dominance. Victory on calculated force. Kate on tactical charm and disrupting. Henry had built his own path quietly, keeping a reputation for being uninvolved, which suited him perfectly. In business, being underestimated was an advantage personally, while in family politics, it was a survival tactic.But lately, the air around the Brown Empire had shifted. The first attack on Davis and Victory had been an obvious escalation. Whoever had arranged it was either
CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE: A new Alliance
She’d lived with the command for days. Not because the words themselves were loud, but because the three shadows never wasted language.The instruction lodged in her chest and refused to leave: Bring Davis to your side, make him believe you." It had been a simple statement,its weight came from who had given it and what it implied.Kate had obeyed the first order already. Erica had been removed cleanly, without scandal exactly as the shadows required. That silence afterwards felt like a held breath. Now it was time for the next step. The plan needed to look like a gift that Davis could claim for himself, men like him would not be led by orders, only by the illusion of their own initiative.Dawn had barely broken when Marta, her chief of staff, slid a slim folder under her office door and knocked once.Marta was the one Kate trusted to execute delicate arrangements. Marta’s knock was the signal that the curated materials were ready. Kate opened the folder: market analyses crafted to loo
CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: Setup
The late-night city stretched beneath Davis’s penthouse balcony, a scatter of lights against the dark. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the faint hum of the central heating. The shareholders’ meeting was weeks behind them now, but its ripples still shaped every move in the Brown Empire.Kate had played her hand at that meeting by tightening her alliances, working the room with a calculated charm that had shifted several neutral shareholders into her camp. Davis hadn’t stopped thinking about it since.He poured a glass of whiskey, letting the burn of it settle in his chest. Victory was stretched out on the leather sofa across the room, jacket thrown over the armrest, tie loosened. He looked as relaxed as a man could be,while in their world, he is far from relaxation.They are really troubled and restless for a while now beginning with the assassination attempt, and the outcome of the shareholders meeting.“You saw how she’s been moving since that meeting,”
CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE: Chess Board or a player
The silence in her office was unnerving. Not the usual kind that came when her staff had gone home and the tower’s corridors emptied for the night, but the heavy, watchful silence that felt like it was listening. Kate sat at her desk with her elbows resting lightly on the polished surface, her fingertips pressed together in thought. The skyline stretched out before her in gold and silver light, but she barely saw it.All day, she’d been waiting for the call, the message, the subtle sign that her quiet removal of Erica Navin had been noticed. She had done it exactly as they’d asked. Ensure that there was no noise, no spectacle, just a clean, bloodless cut. Erica was gone without a ripple.And yet, the three shadows who had given the order had said nothing since.It was a strange kind of torture for her,not knowing if she had passed their test or merely played into some longer, more elaborate game.She reached for the glass on her desk, swirling the untouched scotch inside. In the still
CHAPTER EIGHTY: The Invitation
The rain had been steady all evening, falling against the cracked skylights of the old warehouse. Each drop seemed to mark a quiet, relentless ticking that told Ven the night was getting older, and the game was getting tighter.He stood at the head of the long table, sleeves rolled up, hands braced on the spread of documents and maps beneath him. Every visible inch of the table was covered: Brown Empire’s branching subsidiaries, holdings across four continents, the personal networks of Davis, Victory, Kate, and Henry. There were photographs with corners curling from repeated handling, red marker lines marking the empire’s skeleton, and thin black threads connecting names to events like a hunter’s trap web.He had built this map gradually with the sole intent on how to fully take over the Empire. Every connection was earned with risk. Every pin placed with purpose.And yet tonight, too many new lines were appearing without his hand touching the pen.Bryan entered, moving like a shadow
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