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Chapter 114: The Chase Begins
The darkness beyond the steel door was suffocating, the air stale with the smell of old wood and dust. Gregory’s heart hammered in his chest, the sound deafening in the silence that had enveloped them. He could hear Dante’s steady breaths ahead of him, the only source of sound in the oppressive stillness.The door clicked shut behind them with a hollow thud, sealing them in. Gregory’s mind raced, the pieces of the puzzle he’d been desperately trying to piece together coming faster now, each fragment adding more confusion and fear.“Dante…” Gregory whispered, his voice barely audible. “What is this place?”Dante didn’t turn around immediately. Instead, he reached up, flicking a switch on the wall. The sound of heavy machinery groaned to life, and the dim light of overhead lamps flickered on, casting long shadows across the cold, concrete walls. Gregory’s breath hitched as he took in the unfamiliar surroundings—a hidden underground chamber, filled with high-tech equipment and monitors t
Chapter 113: The Gathering Storm
The world outside seemed quiet, too quiet for what was coming. The distant hum of the city, usually a constant backdrop to their lives, now felt like a hollow noise, as if it were waiting for something to break the stillness. Gregory stood in the center of the study, the weight of Dante’s words still hanging heavily in the air. They were about to face something that neither of them could outrun. A storm, as Dante had called it, was on its way—and it was coming fast.Dante paced the room, his movements sharp, almost agitated, as he pulled a few more files from the desk and began rifling through them. Gregory watched him for a moment, his mind racing with everything that had been revealed in such a short time. The truth about his father, the danger that seemed to lurk around every corner, the sudden urgency in Dante’s eyes—all of it was overwhelming."What's the plan?" Gregory finally asked, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him.Dante stopped, looking at him for a moment, as
Chapter 112: The Storm Approaches
The figure standing in the doorway was tall, his silhouette casting a long shadow against the dim light of the study. His presence seemed to fill the room, making the air feel heavier, as if something was about to break. Gregory remained frozen in the closet, his heart pounding in his chest. The man’s gaze had briefly flicked in his direction, but there was no recognition in his eyes, only the coldness of a predator aware of his surroundings.“Dante,” the man said again, his voice thick with urgency, “we don’t have time. The storm’s already here. They’re moving faster than we expected.”Dante’s expression hardened, his jaw tightening. “I know. But we still have a few moves left to make.”Gregory’s mind was racing. Who was this man? And who were “they”? What storm was Dante talking about?The man in the doorway stepped forward, crossing the room with deliberate slowness. He was wearing a dark suit, his hair slicked back neatly, and his face was one Gregory had seen before in passing—a
Chapter 111: The Hidden Truth
The words hung in the air like an accusation. Gregory’s mind was racing, his heartbeat thundering in his ears as he stared at Dante, trying to process what he had just been told. His real father? The realization that everything he had known, every detail of his life, was now under scrutiny felt like the ground beneath him was collapsing.“Someone powerful and dangerous,” Gregory repeated, his voice hollow, barely a whisper.Dante’s eyes were intense, filled with an emotion that Gregory couldn’t quite place—regret, perhaps, but also a sense of urgency. There was no denying the gravity of the situation.“Who is he?” Gregory pressed, the question escaping his lips before he could stop it.Dante took a deep breath, his gaze never wavering from Gregory. For a moment, he seemed to struggle with the weight of the truth. Then, slowly, he spoke.“Your father is the man who owns the company—the one I’ve been working for all these years.”Gregory’s breath caught in his throat. The name rang in h
Chapter 110: Shadows and Secrets
The drive was quiet, the hum of the engine filling the oppressive silence that had descended upon them. Gregory’s mind was a whirlpool of thoughts—most of them disjointed, fleeting, like shadows in the corner of his mind.Dante’s words echoed in his ears: “You’ve been asking that question your whole life.”What question? Gregory had always felt like something was missing, like he was drifting through life with a part of him forever unfulfilled. But this—this shadowy figure, this person who seemed to know him better than he knew himself—it only made everything more complicated.He glanced at Dante, whose face was illuminated only by the streetlights passing outside the window. The calm exterior, the stillness, was deceiving. Gregory knew that Dante, too, was trying to make sense of everything.“Dante,” Gregory began, his voice breaking the silence. “Who are they? What do they want from us?”Dante didn’t immediately answer. He kept his eyes on the road, his fingers tightening around the
Chapter 109: The Unraveling
The masked figure’s words hung in the air like a cloud of poison, thick with implications that none of them could fully comprehend. Gregory stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest. Everything about this situation screamed danger, but the uncertainty in the air felt even more suffocating than the threat of physical violence.Dante’s gaze was unwavering, focused on the figure in front of him. His hand, still gripped on the weapon, was steady despite the unpredictable turn of events. But inside, he was calculating, analyzing. Dante had always been a man who thrived under pressure—but now? Now he was facing a ghost from his past, someone whose moves had long since been scripted in the dark corners of his life.“Play it your way?” Dante repeated, a thin layer of incredulity in his voice. “What the hell are you talking about?”The figure tilted their head slightly, almost as if they were enjoying the discomfort they had created. Their movements were slow, deliberate, and every step th
Chapter 108: The Unseen Hand
The tapping sound grew louder, its rhythm deliberate. Gregory’s pulse quickened as the dark shape moved deeper into the shadows, too fluid to be the work of an ordinary person. Dante’s eyes narrowed, his body tensing like a coiled spring. “Stay close,” Dante whispered, his voice low but filled with intent. “We’re not alone.” Gregory’s heart hammered in his chest as he glanced around the warehouse.The dim light barely illuminated the edges of the room, and every creak of the floorboards seemed to echo in the silence. The tapping continued, growing closer, until finally, it stopped. For a moment, everything was still. “Dante,” Victor murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “What is it? Who’s there?” Dante didn’t answer immediately. His gaze flicked toward the far end of the warehouse, where the shadows seemed to cluster in a corner, but there was no one there. His eyes scanned the room with unnerving precision.“We’re being watched,” Dante said, his voice colder now. “There’s someo
Chapter 107: The Hunt Begins
The figures behind them moved with terrifying precision, their footsteps echoing off the walls as they closed in on Gregory and his group. The dark alleyway, once their escape route, now seemed like a trap. The only way out was forward, but the figures were coming from both directions. There was no place to hide, no way to outrun them. Gregory’s heart pounded in his chest as they sprinted, the noise of their pursuers growing louder with each passing second. The explosion had only been the beginning. The game was no longer a silent war fought in boardrooms and behind closed doors it had moved to the streets, and they were the prey. Dante led the charge, his movements sharp and controlled.He glanced over his shoulder at Gregory, his expression hard but determined. "Keep moving! Don’t look back!" Dante shouted, his voice a command that cut through the panic in Gregory’s mind. Gregory wanted to argue, to ask questions, but there was no time. He could feel the weight of the situation pres
Chapter 106: The Shadow in the Game
The sound of the scarred mercenary hitting the ground reverberated through the tense silence, but it wasn’t the fall that caught Gregory’s attention it was the man who had caused it. The newcomer moved with a fluidity that spoke of years of training, a predatory grace that made it clear he was no ordinary ally. He didn’t just defeat the mercenary; he owned the moment.Gregory’s heart was still racing, the gun in his hand heavy with meaning. His mind tried to process everything, but it was hard to focus with the mercenaries still surrounding him, their weapons now aimed at the mysterious figure who had just made his entrance. Yet the man didn’t flinch. His eyes never left the scarred mercenary he had just subdued, a look of cold indifference painted across his face. “Who are you?” Gregory demanded, his voice cutting through the chaos.“And why are you helping us?” The man’s gaze shifted from the mercenary to Gregory, his expression unreadable. He was tall, with short-cropped dark hair,
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