Chapter 30: Shadows at the Door
Author: Ivy B
last update2026-10-30 19:51:59

"Install everything in one night. No sound. No trace."

Rovan's voice sounded low on the end of the phone. He stood in the locked school utility room, his back resting against the mop rack. Outside the door, the first-floor corridor was empty. The dismissal bell had rung twenty minutes ago. The children had left. The last staff member was locking classrooms on the second floor.

"Number of units?" asked the voice on the other end. Professional. Emotionless. The field commander of the Aegis Crown
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  • Chapter 30: Shadows at the Door

    "Install everything in one night. No sound. No trace."Rovan's voice sounded low on the end of the phone. He stood in the locked school utility room, his back resting against the mop rack. Outside the door, the first-floor corridor was empty. The dismissal bell had rung twenty minutes ago. The children had left. The last staff member was locking classrooms on the second floor."Number of units?" asked the voice on the other end. Professional. Emotionless. The field commander of the Aegis Crown Division."Eight cameras. Four motion sensors on the stairs. Two silent alarms at the main entrance and emergency door. One hidden control panel in the basement.""And the building across the street?""Acquired this morning through CrownEstate Holdings. Unit three and unit five on the second floor. Two agents will move in as new residents starting tomorrow. Different names. Different backgrounds. Nothing connects them to Aegis.""Understood. Installation begins at two in the morning.""Finish be

  • Chapter 29: The First Crack

    "Dad, the bucket is crooked."George's voice came from the end of the corridor. Rovan stopped walking. He looked down and realized the bucket in his hand was indeed tilted nearly thirty degrees. Dirty water almost spilled onto the marble floor he had just mopped.He straightened the bucket. His fingers shook slightly. "It is fine."George stepped closer. His expression changed when he saw Rovan's face. "You are pale. Did you get enough sleep last night?""Enough.""You do not look like it." George stared at him longer. "You have dark circles under your eyes. Are you sure you do not need a rest?""I am just moping."George opened his mouth, then closed it again. He patted Rovan's shoulder softly. "Alright. But if you need help on the third floor, just say so. I can take over.""No need."George nodded and walked away. Rovan stood in the middle of the corridor for a few seconds. He closed his eyes. Behind his eyelids, numbers and reports were still spinning. The King's Cross transaction

  • Chapter 28: A Party That Was Not Hers

    The invitation came in a cream-colored envelope with gold embossed lettering, tucked into Millie's locker on Friday morning.Millie took it out carefully, as if the paper might tear if touched too hard. On the front, her full name was written in dark blue ink: Millie Miller. You are invited to the 7th birthday party of Charlotte Pemberton. Below that, the venue address in Kensington. Saturday. Two o'clock in the afternoon."Dad," Millie said that night in the flat, holding out the envelope while sitting on the worn-out sofa. "I am invited to a birthday party."Rovan, who was washing a bowl, turned his head. "Oh? Whose?""Charlotte. She is in my class. She is a nice kid. She lent me an eraser once when mine was lost." Millie opened the envelope, taking out the invitation card. "In Kensington. At a place called... The Grand Atrium."Rovan dried his hands. He took the card, reading the address. Kensington. A venue that sounded expensive even from its name."Do you want to go?" Rovan aske

  • Chapter 27: Night of the Critic

    At seven in the evening, Millie was already asleep in her room with a bedtime storybook open on her chest.Rovan pulled the blanket up to his daughter's chin, closed the book slowly, and placed it on the side table. Millie's breathing was regular. Her lips were slightly parted. On her left cheek was a blue colored pencil stain that had not yet been wiped off.He closed the bedroom door silently. Walked to the worn-out sofa in the living room. Took a small earpiece from his pants pocket and fitted it into his right ear. In his left hand, his phone was already lit. The screen displayed a live feed from the hidden camera in the kitchen of The Gilded Hearth."Audio check," Rovan whispered.On the other end, Pierre Dumont's voice came through the earpiece. A bit tense, but stable. "I hear you. Everything is ready. The team is in position.""The menu?""Twelve dishes. Four appetizers, four mains, four desserts. According to your directions.""Ingredients?""Fresh. Arrived this morning. I ch

  • Chapter 26: The First Step of Pendleton Crown

    "King's Cross. A commercial block at the York Way intersection. Forty-two units. Three floors. Market value one hundred twenty million pounds."The voice on the other end of the phone sounded flat. Professional. One of Pendleton Crown's three proxy directors—the female accountant Rovan had recruited from the Aegis database. She had never met Rovan. Never would."What is blocking the acquisition?" Rovan asked. He stood in the locked utility room, his back resting against the mop rack. Outside the door, the sound of children playing during recess was faint."Three separate owners. Two are willing to sell. One refuses. A company called Greystone Capital.""Who is behind Greystone?"A brief pause. The sound of a keyboard clicking. "Crownveil Partners completed a forensic audit two hours ago. Greystone Capital is a subsidiary of an intermediary entity connected to the Cavendish investment network. They use that block as a logistics distribution route for expansion into the northern region.

  • Chapter 25: Law Enforcement at the Gate

    Marcus Fell did not come with a uniform or a badge. He came with a black suit that was too neat for an ordinary father, and steps that were too measured for someone just picking up his child.Rovan saw him from the end of the first-floor corridor. The man stood in front of the main gate, talking to the security guard on morning duty. His body was upright. His jaw was tight. His eyes swept the school yard in a way regular parents did not—not searching, but assessing. Measuring. Like someone mapping terrain before moving.The security guard turned toward the office, then spoke again. Marcus nodded once and stepped inside. Not toward the classrooms. Not toward the bag drop area. Straight to the corridor leading to the Headmaster's office.Rovan wrung the mop. Dirty water dripped into the bucket. He continued wiping the floor with the same regular motions as every morning. Marcus's footsteps approached. His leather shoes hit the marble with a steady rhythm.When Marcus passed Rovan's posi

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