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Chapter 10: Anwar Ridzuan
Radit slammed the leather folder shut, the echo of the snap startling a nearby pigeon into flight."What is it? What does it say?" Camille demanded, her hand already hovering over his arm."It’s an invitation," Radit said, his voice flat. "Black-tie. The Horizon Gala. Tonight, eight o'clock.""The Horizon? I’ve never heard of them. Who hosts a gala on a Tuesday with one hour's notice?""People who don't care about the day of the week. Or the rules of the calendar." Radit climbed into the SUV, his movements jerky. "This event isn't supposed to happen until 2019.""Maybe you got the dates in your little diary wrong?""I didn't get them wrong, Camille! Everything is moving too fast. The MediCorp auction, the quake that didn't happen, and now this. Someone is pushing the buttons behind the scenes."Camille jumped into the passenger seat as he tore away from the curb. "Where we going first? Safe house? Armory?""The tailor. I need a suit that says I’m a billionaire, not a student in over h
Chapter 9: Someone Else Knows
"You're supposed to be dead," Radit whispered, his fingers gripping the cold chain-link of the gate.The man in the back of the SUV didn't move. His face remained partially obscured by the heavy tint, but the silhouette of the high-collared coat and the jagged scar along his jawline were identical to the records from the 2026 casualty lists."The rules are changing, Radit," the man said, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that barely made it through the gap in the window. "You aren't the only one who knows where the cracks in the wall are.""Who are you working for? The Ministry doesn't hire ghosts.""I'm working for the end of the world. Just like you." The window slid up with a smooth, mechanical hiss."Radit! Get back here!" Camille’s voice cracked like a whip from the office balcony. "They’re moving!"The black SUV reversed with violent speed, kicking up a plume of red dust.Radit sprinted back toward the Land Cruiser. Camille was already in the passenger seat, tapping franticall
Chapter 8: The Timeline Shifts
"Get down!" Radit roared, shoving Camille toward a row of stainless steel prep tables as the kitchen's swinging doors were blown off their hinges."I’m down! Stop pushing!" Camille hissed, her voice muffled by the sound of industrial fryers hissing."Don't breathe the smoke. Hold your breath and follow my shoes," Radit ordered."Where are we going?""The loading dock! It’s closer than the lobby and there's less glass to get embedded in your face!"They scrambled past a terrified line cook, through a maze of hanging pots, and burst into the humid Jakarta air. Radit’s secondary SUV, an old armored Land Cruiser hidden behind the dumpsters, beeped as he hit the remote."Get in! Front seat! Duck!"Camille dove into the footwell. "My bike—""I’ll buy you a dealership if we survive the next ten seconds! Stay down!" Radit floored it, the heavy tires screaming as they bypassed the main exit where the tactical teams were still unloading."It didn't happen," Radit whispered.He was standing in h
Chapter 7: First Confrontation
Radit tapped the window of the SUV. The black sedan behind them had been maintaining a perfect three-car gap for six kilometers. "Pull over near the entrance of 'The Socialite,'" he said."The girl’s still on our tail," the driver said."I know. I'm taking her to dinner."Radit stepped out of the vehicle as Camille skidded to a halt on her motorbike. She didn't even have time to kick the stand down properly before she was on her feet, helmet under her arm, looking ready to swing it at his head."You led me on a three-district tour of Jakarta’s worst traffic just for fun?" she panted."I led you to the best wagyu in the city," Radit said, adjusting his cuff. "And don't worry about the bike. The valet will handle it.""I'm not here for steak, Radit. I want to know about the seeds.""And I want to know how you managed to plant a GPS tag on a briefcase in under thirty seconds. Come on, interns don't stand on the sidewalk."The restaurant was a cathedral of marble and low-amber lighting. T
Chapter 6: Buying the Unthinkable
"Radit! What was that thud?" Camille grabbed his forearm, her grip tightening as the elevator groaned."Gravity," Radit said, staring at the ceiling panels. "Or a very heavy janitor. Stay away from the center.""You’re surprisingly calm for someone in a failing lift."Radit looked at her clipboard. "You're holding that like a shield, Camille. If we drop, it won't help. Also, your visitor pass is upside down."The ceiling screeched. A seam in the metal buckled downward. Radit didn't move his feet; he simply reached over and pressed a series of override codes on the touch panel."How do you know that sequence?" Camille asked."I memorized the manual three years from now," Radit said. The lift lurched upward suddenly, bypassing the emergency stop. The thud on the roof vanished as whatever was up there lost its footing.The doors hissed open on Sub-Level Three. A team of guards in black tactical vests stood with weapons drawn."Secure the perimeter!" the suit from earlier barked, rushing
Chapter 5: The Journalist
"Camille! Leave the riot gear alone and get me three hundred words on why Tasha and Kevin broke up at the mall yesterday!"Bambang’s voice cut through the hum of the newsroom like a rusty chainsaw. Camille Bautista didn't look up from her monitor. Her eyes were fixed on a property data overlay of Central Java."Kevin is a bore and Tasha has a shopping addiction, Bambang. There's your story. Now shut up.""I pay you to find out which brand of shoes Tasha threw at him! Why are you looking at topographic maps of shale deposits?""Look at this," Camille said, beckoning him over with a flick of her wrist. "Small-time student profile, Radit Atmodjo. Sells a PC for ten million. Suddenly, he’s buying high-altitude plots in the middle of nowhere.""Maybe he wants to farm goats. People do that.""He didn't buy farmable land. He bought Plot 44-B. It's basically a giant rock. But here’s the kicker—he bought it six hours before a zoning rumor for a toll road hit the local blogs. Except, the toll r
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