2026-04-19 17:52:21The cold air of the Presidential Suite felt like a tomb.
Clyde stood there, his expensive silk shirt stained with the chemical foam I’d triggered, looking like a manic demon. Behind him, the four guards spread out, cutting off the exits.
Aris was a few feet away, his body tensing, but even a shark knew better than to move against a loaded barrel.
"Stole it?" I said, my voice coming out steadier than I expected. I didn't look at the gun. I looked at Clyde’s eyes. They were bloodshot, twitching—the eyes of a man who felt his world slipping away.
"You think a bank in this city would issue a card like that to a thief? You’re not angry because I stole it, Clyde. You’re terrified because I own it."
"Shut up!" Clyde screamed, the barrel of the silenced pistol shaking. "I don't care where it came from. I own the police. I own the morgue. By the time I’m done, this card will be back in the vault and you’ll be a headline about a server who committed suicide in a luxury suite."
A red light flashed before my eyes and my heart skipped.
[WARNING: LETHAL THREAT DETECTED]
[EYE OF THE SOVEREIGN ACTIVATED]
The world slowed. The golden grid of the System bloomed over the room, turning everything into data. I saw the heat signature of the gun's barrel. I saw the tension in the lead guard’s trigger finger.
‘Investment Opportunity Detected,’ the System whispered. ‘Target: Vanguard Private Security. Asset: The Guardian Encryption. Cost: $500,000. ROI: Absolute Control.’
I didn't reach for a weapon. I reached for the tablet on the mahogany sideboard, my fingers moving with a calm that seemed to infuriate Clyde even more.
"Last words, Matt?" Clyde sneered, thumbing the safety off. The click sounded like a thunderclap in the silent room.
"Just one," I said, my thumb hovering over the screen. "Execute."
[TRANSACTION COMPLETE.]
[VANGUARD PRIVATE SECURITY: CONTRACTS TERMINATED.]
[NEW OWNER: MATT AMAH.]
A sharp, electronic chirp erupted from the radios on the guards' shoulders. All at once, the four men froze.
"What are you doing?" Clyde barked, not looking back. "Shoot him! I said shoot him!"
The lead guard, a man with a crooked scar across his jaw, didn't raise his weapon. He slowly lowered it. He reached up, clicked his earpiece, and then looked at Clyde with a cold, professional detachment.
"Our contract with the Vanguard Group has been voided, Mr. Vanguard," the guard said.
"Voided? I pay your damn salaries!" Clyde shrieked, finally spinning around.
"Actually," I interrupted, stepping forward until the muzzle of Clyde's gun was pressed directly against my sternum. I could feel the cold steel through the plush fabric of my robe. "I just bought the firm. And their first order of business is a new security protocol."
I looked at the lead guard. "Clear the room. Except for Mr. Vanguard. He and I have a debt to settle."
For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then, the lead guard stepped forward and snatched the silenced pistol from Clyde’s trembling hand with brutal efficiency. Clyde let out a pathetic yelp as his arm was twisted behind his back.
"You can't do this!" Clyde roared, struggling against the man he had paid to protect him. "I'll have you all in prison! I'll—"
"Get out," I said to the guards.
They moved like shadows, exiting the suite and closing the heavy oak doors behind them. Aris stayed in the corner, his eyes wide, finally seeing the true scale of the power I was wielding.
It was just me and Clyde now.
He stumbled back, his face pale, the bravado gone now that he was unarmed. "Matt... listen. We can talk about this. The Project Phoenix files... I can give them to you. We can be partners. With your money and my connections—"
"Partners?" I walked toward him, "You stood on my hand, Clyde. You threatened to kill my sister while she was in a coma. You didn't want a partner. You wanted a slave."
I stopped inches from him. He was shaking so hard I could hear his teeth chattering.
"The auction is on Thursday," I said, my voice a low, lethal hum. "You're going to show up. You're going to put every single one of my father’s deeds on that table. And then, I'm going to take them back for pennies while the whole world watches you go bankrupt."
"You... you can't," Clyde whispered. "The board won't let you."
I pulled my phone from my pocket. A new notification was glowing.
[MARKET MANIPULATION SUCCESSFUL.]
[VANGUARD GROUP STOCK: -12.4% IN AFTER-HOURS TRADING.]
I grinned at him and he gasped.
"The board is already jumping ship, Clyde. They smell the rot."
I turned my back on him, walking toward the window that overlooked the city. "Now, get out of my suite. And tell Henderson on your way out that he missed a spot in the ballroom. He knows which one."
Clyde scrambled for the door, his dignity lying in shreds on the floor. He didn't look back.
Once the door slammed shut, Aris stepped forward, exhaling a breath he’d been holding for ten minutes. "Matt... that was insane. You just bought his own security in the middle of a hit."
"It's just the beginning, Aris," I said, staring at the lights of the city. "He's going to try something bigger. He's desperate now."
My phone pinged again. It wasn't a System notification. It was a private message from an encrypted number.
“You have the board's attention. But the auction isn't a game of money. It’s a game of blood. Don't go alone on Thursday. - S.K.”
Sloane Kalu.
I deleted the message immediately. I didn't need her warnings. I looked at the black card sitting on the table, the gold eclipse shimmering in the moonlight.
[NEW DIRECTIVE: ASSEMBLE THE SHADOW CABINET.]
[CURRENT BALANCE: $9,485,000,000.00]
"Aris," I said, not turning around. "How fast can you find my father’s old Chief of Staff? The one who went into hiding after the trial?"
"He’s in a high-security prison for a crime he didn't commit," Aris replied.
I smirked, the reflection in the glass showing a man the world wasn't ready for. "Good. I’ve been meaning to buy a prison anyway."
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