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Chapter 140: Beneath the Surface
Author: Wonderful65
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The drive back to the city was tense, the silence between Gregory and Clara thick with unspoken thoughts. Gregory’s mind was racing, each new revelation spinning him deeper into a web he hadn’t realized was even there. The existence of his uncle Richard, a figure so close to his father yet so hidden, had shaken him. But there was more. The mention of the organization and their connections to Obsidian only served to fuel his growing sense of dread. Every step forward seemed to reveal an even darker truth.

Gregory’s fingers drummed on the steering wheel as he navigated the streets, his thoughts consumed by the documents Clara had shown him. Richard Hale was no stranger to the organization. It was clear now that his father’s investigation into him had been more than just a suspicion. His father had been trying to expose Richard, but in doing so, had likely sealed his own fate.

Clara broke the silence, her voice calm but urgent. “We need to move fast, Gregory." If Richard is really part
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