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Chapter Fourteen
Author: D. Storyteller
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The rain hit the glass walls of the BrightStar tower like a drumbeat. Elias Kane stood in his office—his mother’s old office now his—watching the city blur under the storm. The faint hum of servers and the glow of a dozen screens painted the room in cold light. Behind him, Lena tapped at a laptop, the blue glow reflecting off her glasses.

“They’ll want to spin this,” Lena said, her voice low but certain. “The Voss family won’t stay quiet. Vivian is already buying up airtime to blame the arrests on you.”

Elias didn’t turn. His hand rested on the KaneTech crest on the edge of his mother’s desk. “Let them. The city’s watching. The truth’s bigger than their lies now.”

Lena paused, then smirked. “You almost sound like her, you know. Amelia.”

Elias’s jaw tightened at the name. Sometimes he could almost hear his mother’s voice behind his own thoughts—firm, patient, always pushing him forward. He looked back at Lena. “Where’s Marcus?”

“Still sweeping the lower floors for bugs. He thinks Crane
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