Chapter 200
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The move comes quietly, wrapped in language meant to sound responsible.

It does not arrive with tanks or broadcasts or a declaration read aloud. It arrives as a document. A multi page emergency decree circulated through secure channels, stamped with seals that still carry weight. It cites stability, continuity, and protection of critical infrastructure. It frames itself as temporary. Necessary. Regrettable.

A consortium aligned faction signs first. Then another. Then three more, each adding their signature as if the act itself might lose meaning if delayed too long.

The target is Skydome.

Not an attack. Not a seizure, at least not in those words. A transfer of custodial authority under emergency powers. A restructuring of asset oversight. A reclassification of ownership in the interest of global security.

On paper, it is clean.

Legal teams work through the night, aligning language across jurisdictions. Loopholes are closed. Objections are pre answered in footnotes. The decree referenc
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    The decree begins to unravel before the ink has time to dry.It does not fail with a single ruling or a dramatic reversal. It softens first. Language is questioned. Clauses are pulled apart. What had been presented as decisive authority starts to look like a stack of assumptions balanced on one another.Courts move faster than expected. Emergency petitions are filed in multiple jurisdictions, not coordinated, not even aligned in their arguments. Judges request clarification on scope, on authorship, on enforcement boundaries. They ask who invoked which powers and under what chain of command.The answers do not arrive.In ministries that signed the decree, staff scramble to trace the origin of the authorization. Emails are forwarded. Calendars are checked. Meeting notes are reread with growing unease. Each department points to another. Each signature, it turns out, was placed under the belief that the real authority sat elsewhere.One office assumed the directive came from the executive

  • Chapter 200

    The move comes quietly, wrapped in language meant to sound responsible.It does not arrive with tanks or broadcasts or a declaration read aloud. It arrives as a document. A multi page emergency decree circulated through secure channels, stamped with seals that still carry weight. It cites stability, continuity, and protection of critical infrastructure. It frames itself as temporary. Necessary. Regrettable.A consortium aligned faction signs first. Then another. Then three more, each adding their signature as if the act itself might lose meaning if delayed too long.The target is Skydome.Not an attack. Not a seizure, at least not in those words. A transfer of custodial authority under emergency powers. A restructuring of asset oversight. A reclassification of ownership in the interest of global security.On paper, it is clean.Legal teams work through the night, aligning language across jurisdictions. Loopholes are closed. Objections are pre answered in footnotes. The decree referenc

  • Chapter 199

    She watches the news feeds in silence.The room is dim, lit mostly by the shifting light of screens stacked along one wall. Each one carries a different angle of the same unfolding moment. Anchors speak in careful voices. Analysts circle the same conclusions without naming them outright. Headlines refresh every few seconds, adjusting their language as if the right phrasing might change the weight of what is happening.She does not reach for the remote. She does not mute the sound. She sits still, hands folded loosely in her lap, eyes moving from screen to screen. Her breathing stays even. Anyone watching her would expect some visible reaction, a tightening of the jaw, a sharp inhale, something that signals victory or loss. There is nothing like that.What moves through her is neither satisfaction nor regret.It is recognition.The feeds roll through timelines she already knows by heart. Statements released and retracted within minutes. Officials insist on calm while their posture give

  • Chapter 198

    The president calls again late in the evening, when the building has thinned out and the staff who remain move quietly, as if sound itself might carry consequences. The secure line rings once, twice, then stops. It rings again a minute later. Persistence framed as necessity.Charlie answers on the third attempt.The voice on the other end is tired, stripped of ceremony. There is no greeting, no attempt at control through pleasantry.“This ends badly either way,” the president says.Charlie sits back in his chair, the window behind him dark enough to reflect his own outline. He does not rush the reply. He has learned that urgency is a luxury reserved for people without leverage.“Then choose the ending you can live with,” he says.The silence that follows is not confusion. It is a calculation. The president is not offended. He is weighing cost, legacy, and the quiet terror of making a choice that cannot be reversed once spoken aloud.The line goes dead.Charlie sets the phone down with

  • Chapter 197

    The fracture does not announce itself.There is no dramatic exposure, no singular moment when everything tips. The betrayal begins the way most real ones do, with impatience. One bloc decides it is tired of carrying risk for partners who hesitate. Another internal vote ends without consensus. A third conversation stretches too long, the answers circling instead of landing.Someone chooses survival over solidarity.The first documents surface in a closed regulatory channel, uploaded under a whistleblower protection framework that rarely sees traffic at this scale. At a glance, they look technical and dull. Supply forecasts. Internal modeling. Compliance metrics. The kind of material most reviewers skim before passing along.Then someone reads carefully.The numbers do not line up with public statements. Scarcity curves spike where no external disruption exists. Inventory is logged as depleted in one region while rerouted through private subsidiaries in another. Access thresholds tighte

  • Chapter 196

    She does not announce herself.There is no press release, no carefully framed statement, no attempt to turn the moment into a symbol. She steps forward the way people do when they are finished waiting for permission. Quietly. Without ceremony. Without asking anyone to notice.Her name appears first in an internal memo circulated among hospital administrators. It is brief and factual, the kind of document meant to close a door rather than open a conversation. Effective immediately, her network will no longer participate in consortium-backed procurement or service agreements. Existing contracts will be allowed to expire. No renewals. No exceptions.There is no insult buried in the language. No accusation. Just a clear boundary, written in plain terms.The reaction comes in stages.At first, there was confusion. Analysts assume it is a negotiating posture, a temporary move designed to extract better terms. Calls are made. Messages sent. She does not respond. Her office confirms receipt a

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