170: The First Move
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Kai woke before dawn.

The mansion was still dark. No servants moved in the corridors. No footsteps echoed from the floors above. For a brief moment, the silence felt peaceful...like the calm before a storm he couldn't yet see.

He sat up in bed and reached for the notebook his grandfather had given him.

The list.

He opened it again, studying the names in the pale morning light filtering through the curtains. Each entry had been written in the Chairman's shaky hand. Some had brief notes beside th
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