The VIP Gateway
Author: Keatin9
last update2026-02-16 23:24:48

Across the street, a sleek black sedan with tinted windows sat idling. The engine purred softly, emitting a thin wisp of smoke from its dual exhaust pipes.

The car doors opened in unison.

Three men in black suits stepped out. They weren't police. They were too well-groomed, too muscular, and their sunglasses concealed the cold gaze of predators. Transparent earpieces were tucked into their ears.

Sterling Corp Agents.

"Dammit," Silas cursed under his breath.

One of the agents, a man with a buzz
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  • The VIP Gateway

    Across the street, a sleek black sedan with tinted windows sat idling. The engine purred softly, emitting a thin wisp of smoke from its dual exhaust pipes.The car doors opened in unison.Three men in black suits stepped out. They weren't police. They were too well-groomed, too muscular, and their sunglasses concealed the cold gaze of predators. Transparent earpieces were tucked into their ears.Sterling Corp Agents."Dammit," Silas cursed under his breath.One of the agents, a man with a buzz cut and a thin scar on his cheek, stepped forward to block their path on the sidewalk. He didn't look at Nova or Mr. Vance. His eyes were locked on Silas."Mr. Thorne," the agent said. His voice was flat, emotionless, like an automated answering machine. "We are from Sterling Corporation. Miss Seraphina requires you to come with us."Silas’s heart hammered against his ribs.His mind flashed back to the incident at the hospital. He had touched the Grand Miss Sterling. He had made her... react in

  • The Price of a Bark

    "Wait!" Silas shouted, trying to shake himself free. "Call your manager! You have no right to do this without verification!"The mahogany door behind the teller counter opened.A paunchy middle-aged man clad in a shiny grey suit stepped out. His thinning hair was combed over neatly in a futile attempt to hide his scalp.Mr. Paxon, the Branch Manager."What is this commotion?" Paxon’s voice was calm but sharp.Ms. Perkins, the teller, immediately pointed an accusing finger at Silas. "Mr. Paxon! This hobo brought a fake check! And he’s causing a scene in the VIP lobby. Dr. Harrison has already confirmed that he is a troubled former employee who was just fired from the hospital."Paxon turned toward Dr. Harrison. His demeanor instantly shifted to one of deference. "Ah, Dr. Harrison. Please forgive this disturbance."Harrison smiled thinly, straightening his tie. "It’s quite alright, Paxon. I merely suggested you take out this trash immediately before he contaminates your bank’s reputatio

  • The VIP Lane

    The night grew deeper in the apartment within The Rust District. An empty pizza box lay on the floor, right next to the duct-tape line separating Silas and Nova’s territories.Nova was still typing with inhuman speed on her sticker-bomb laptop. The cooling fan was whirring loudly, struggling to process the data."This is useless," Nova muttered in frustration. She slammed the laptop lid halfway shut.Silas, who was lying on his thin foam mattress on the floor, turned his head. "What’s the problem?"Nova spun her chair around to face Silas. Her expression was deadly serious behind her thick-rimmed glasses."If I want to hide your digital footprint from 'The Black Ledger' and those bounty hunters, I need a stronger weapon. This potato laptop can't fight military-grade encryption, Silas. Their firewalls will eat my processor alive in ten minutes."Nova let out a harsh sigh. "We need a new Rig. There’s a custom model on the black market called a 'Ghost Server'. It’s the only way to make y

  • The Girl in the Towel

    Warm steam still billowed from the bathroom, framing the figure of the towel-clad girl like a dramatic effect in a cheap movie.Mrs. Higgins was the first to react. Her face, previously flushed crimson from passion and Silas’s massage, now turned a deep beet-red from utter mortification. She scrambled to fix her disheveled dress and jumped off the bed as if the mattress were on fire."This... this isn't what you think!" Mrs. Higgins shrieked, her voice pitching high with panic. She pointed at Silas, then at the girl. "He... he was just massaging my back! He was treating me!"The girl, still holding her toothbrush, raised a single skeptical eyebrow. She looked at Silas, who was a mess, and then at the rumpled bedsheets."Sure," the girl said flatly. "And the moans of 'Don't stop, Silas' that I heard through the bathroom door were just part of the healing incantation, right?"Mrs. Higgins looked like she was about to explode. She snatched her handbag. "I... I have to go!"Before she cou

  • On Her Knees

    "You want to break my bones?" Silas repeated softly.Mrs. Higgins snorted, flicking her cigarette butt into a dirty puddle. "You heard me, Rat. Boys, teach him some manners."One of the bouncers stepped forward, cracking his knuckles.Silas didn't back down. Instead, he laughed, a dry, humorless sound.Slowly, Silas reached into his pocket. "I was thinking of paying off my arrears tonight and getting a good night's sleep. But since you went through the trouble of throwing my belongings into the street..."Silas pulled his right hand out.Under the dim streetlights, the cash looked incredibly conspicuous. Four hundred dollars, the "tax" from the Viper Gang earlier, rolled neatly. And tucked between the bills was the corner of a shimmering ten-thousand-dollar bank check.Mrs. Higgins’s eyes went wide instantly. Pure greed replaced the arrogance on her face. She made a quick hand gesture, signaling her bouncers to halt."Wait," Mrs. Higgins said, her voice shifting into a fabricated swee

  • Surgical Strike

    The door of The Gilded Cage closed behind Silas.Inside the shop, however, Mr. Finch did not return to work. He stood behind the velvet window curtain, his eyes narrowing as he watched Silas’s retreating back. His hand gripped the receiver of an old rotary phone so tight his knuckles turned white."Yeah, it’s me," Finch whispered into the mouthpiece. "A fat sheep just walked out. A kid. He’s carrying a check for ten grand. No, don't kill him. Just break his legs and take the check. We split it fifty-fifty."Finch hung up with a sly, predatory smile. "That’s a business lesson for you, kid. There’s no such thing as a free lunch in Silver City."Silas didn't know he was being hunted. He walked briskly down the wet pavement, his mind fixated on the ten thousand dollars in his pocket. It was freedom. It was a fresh start for a better life.He took a shortcut through a narrow alley between two red-brick warehouses to get to the main road. It was a rookie mistake.The streetlights in the all

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