CHAPTER 15
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The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the parking lot as Ethan sat in his wheelchair, watching Gina try to compose herself. Her eyes were still red from crying, and her bag hung crookedly from her shoulder. She looked young and vulnerable standing there, and something heavy settled in Ethan's chest.

She had just thrown away her job for him. A fresh graduate with bills to pay and a career barely started had walked out of that building without a second thought because she believed it was the
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  • CHAPTER 72 PART 3

    John slammed his palm down on the table. The sound echoed through the room, and several investors jumped."Enough," he said loudly, his face red. "Can none of you see what is happening here? This is a performance. Ethan arranged this entire confrontation to destroy a rival. That is all this is."He pointed at Daniel, his finger shaking."And this man is acting out of revenge," John continued, his voice rising. "He was dismissed, and now he wants to punish me. Ethan found him, paid him and gave him a story to tell. Ethan manipulated these documents. Anyone can make a signature look real."A few investors glanced uncertainly at one another.Ethan remained calm. He reached into his folder one last time and took out a thick, sealed report."I expected you to say that," he said quietly. "So before this meeting, I asked Marcus to have every one of these records independently verified. By an outside financial firm with no connection to me or to my company."He placed the report on the table

  • CHAPTER 72 PART 2

    The door at the side of the conference room opened.Daniel Mercer walked in slowly, carrying his worn leather briefcase. His face was pale, and his hands were trembling slightly, but he kept walking until he stood near the end of the long table.John's face went white the moment he saw him."Good afternoon," Daniel said quietly to the investors, his voice unsteady but clear. "My name is Daniel Mercer. For nearly nine years, I worked in the financial division of the Cavesh companies. I was responsible for approving payments and checking accounts."John was on his feet at once."This man is a thief," John said sharply, pointing at him. "He was dismissed for incompetence. He could not do his job, so he stole confidential company files on his way out. Whatever he is carrying, it was taken illegally. You should not even look at it."Daniel flinched, but he did not leave. He opened his briefcase with shaking hands and placed a stack of documents on the table."These are signed payment appro

  • CHAPTER 72 PART 1

    The secure office Marcus had arranged was on the twelfth floor of a quiet building near the old port. It had no name on the door, no reception desk and only one window, covered by heavy blinds.Daniel Mercer was already waiting when Ethan arrived.He was a thin, nervous man in his late forties, with tired eyes and gray hair that had clearly once been dark. He sat at the small table in the center of the room with a worn leather briefcase on his knees, holding it the way a man holds something he is afraid to lose.He stood when Ethan walked in, then seemed unsure whether to offer his hand."Mr. Ethan," he said quietly, his voice tight. "Thank you for coming. I was not sure you would.""Thank you for reaching out," Ethan replied calmly, sitting down across from him. Marcus closed the door and stayed beside it. "Marcus tells me you worked for John."Daniel nodded slowly and set the briefcase on the table. "For almost nine years. In the financial division. I approved payments, checked acco

  • CHAPTER 71 PART 3

    The words hung in the quiet room. One of John's advisers slowly put down his pen.John seemed to realize at once how they sounded. He straightened in his chair and raised one hand, as though he could push the words back."It was business," he said quickly, his voice firm again. "Nothing more. Do not start building one of your conspiracies out of it.""Then explain it to me," Ethan said evenly.John hesitated, then leaned forward."The man had information," he said. "About certain private investments. Things very few people knew about. He said he could introduce me to people who could expand the influence of the Cavesh family. Powerful people. Doors that would never open for us otherwise.""And you accepted," Ethan said."Of course I accepted," John replied, almost proudly. "Any businessman would have. I believed I could take what was useful from the arrangement without giving up control of my company. That is how business works, Ethan. You use people, and they use you.""Did he tell y

  • CHAPTER 71 PART 2

    John glanced at the photograph for less than a second. Then he pushed it back across the table with one finger, as though it were dirty."What is this?" he said with a short, scornful laugh. "An old picture of a child? This has nothing to do with me.""Look at it again," Ethan said quietly."I do not need to," John snapped, his voice rising. "Do you know what I think, Ethan? I think you have finally lost your mind. You built your little company, you won a few contracts, and it still was not enough for you. So now you spend your nights chasing old photographs and imaginary conspiracies."He shook his head with exaggerated pity."Success has made you sick," John continued, his lips curling. "You are like a dog chasing shadows on a wall, barking at things nobody else can see."His advisers exchanged uneasy glances, but John was enjoying himself now.Ethan did not react to the insult. His face remained calm, and his hands stayed folded on the table. Years ago, words like that would have b

  • CHAPTER 71 PART 1

    The next morning, Ethan sat at his desk with Ottavio's recorder in front of him and the photograph of the orphanage open on his phone.Ask Ethan what name he was given before the orphanage.That was not the first place you lived, Ethan.He had barely slept. All night, the two sentences had circled in his mind like birds that would not land. He had a name. He had always had a name. And now two different voices were telling him that even that might not be his.He had already sent Marcus every record they had about his early years, with one instruction. Find out what name had been written on his papers before the orphanage took him in.But Ethan refused to let himself sink into that question alone. Ottavio was still missing. Lena had spent the whole night calling her relatives, and none of them would tell her anything.If Ethan chased only his own past now, the network would have exactly what it wanted. Another mystery to distract him while they moved somewhere else.He would search for

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