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Chapter FortyThe city was ablaze with whispers, notifications, and outrage. Everywhere Jaxon looked, he could see the evidence of what he had unleashed. People stood in clusters on street corners, their phones held up, replaying the broadcast. News vans raced through the streets, their satellite dishes extended, reporters scrambling to cover the story that had exploded across every screen in Hollowbridge. The Governor's empire had begun to crumble before the eyes of the city, cracks spreading through the foundation that had seemed so solid just hours before.But there was no triumph in Jaxon's chest. Only the cold knot of danger tightening around him, constricting his breath, making every step feel heavier than the last.Shirley stayed close, her hand gripping his as they ducked into an alley between two buildings. Their tunnel escape had ended when they reached a maintenance exit that led to the surface, spilling them out into the city streets just as dawn began to break. But t
Chapter 39
Chapter Thirty-NineJaxon staggered back from the terminal, his legs barely holding him upright. His chest heaved with each breath, shallow and ragged, and the metallic tang of blood filled his mouth. He could taste it, feel it pooling at the back of his throat, mixing with the dust and grime that coated everything in this forsaken tunnel. The wound in his shoulder throbbed with a relentless, burning intensity that made his vision swim.The smoke charge had barely bought them time. Minutes, maybe. Enough to get away from the loading dock, enough to disappear into the service tunnel before Charles's agents closed in. But every step since then had felt like dragging the weight of his past and future simultaneously. Every movement pulled at the wound, sent fresh waves of pain radiating through his body, reminded him that he was not invincible, that he was running on borrowed time.Shirley pressed tightly against him, her arm wrapped around his waist, supporting him, keeping him upri
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Chapter Thirty-EightThe city froze.It happened in waves, starting from the city centre and rippling outward through the districts. First, the digital billboards flickered and went dark. Then they lit up again, but instead of advertisements or news updates, they showed something else entirely. A face. Bloodied, exhausted, but unmistakably alive.Jaxon Mason.Streets dimmed as people stopped walking, stopped talking, stopped moving. They turned their heads upward to the screens, their eyes widening as they took in the image. Trains halted at stations, their drivers distracted by the broadcast playing on every monitor. Cars slowed to a crawl, horns blaring in frustration until their drivers realized what was happening and fell silent.Thousands of eyes turned upward to the screens now filled with Jaxon's battered face.His voice cut through the noise of the city, clear and steady despite the exhaustion etched into every word."My name is Jaxon Mason. You know me as the traitor. T
Chapter 37
Pain seared through Jaxon's shoulder, sharp and burning, radiating down his arm and into his chest. He clutched the case tightly against his body, feeling the warmth of his own blood soaking through his shirt, spreading across the fabric in a dark, wet stain. His vision blurred for a moment, the world tilting sideways, but he forced himself to stay conscious, forced himself to keep moving.Shirley pressed her hand against the wound, applying pressure, her fingers slick with blood. Her face was pale, her own shoulder still bleeding from the graze she had taken, but her focus was entirely on him."Stay with me!" she shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos of gunfire and shouting agents. "Do not you dare pass out on me, Jaxon!"He gritted his teeth, pushing through the pain. "Get to the metro line. Go!"She refused, her grip on his arm tightening. "Not without you.""Shirley—""I said not without you!" Her voice cracked slightly, raw with emotion and desperation. "I am not leavin
Chapter 36
Inside the archive, the air was stale and cold, thick with the smell of old paper and preservatives. Rows of metal shelves stretched from floor to ceiling, packed tight with files, ledgers, and sealed containers that had not been opened in years. The lighting was dim, just a few overhead bulbs that flickered occasionally, casting long shadows across the narrow aisles.Jaxon moved quickly, his eyes scanning the labels on the shelves. The filing system was outdated, organized by date and department rather than any modern digital categorization. It took him several minutes to locate the section he needed—surgical logs from the past three decades, archived and forgotten.He pulled down the first box and opened it carefully. Inside were stacks of patient records, each one documenting a surgery performed at Brattson Diagnostics. The handwriting varied from different doctors, different eras but the information was consistent with patient names, dates, procedures and outcomes.Jaxon flip
Chapter 35
Jaxon pushed through the heavy metal door and stepped out into the night. The numbness wrapped around him like a thick coat, blocking everything. His legs moved on their own, one foot after the other. Ethan followed close, his mouth shut for once, eyes darting around the dark exit tunnel.The air hit them cold and wet as they climbed the ladder to the surface. Rain poured down hard, drumming on the metal grate above.They emerged under an overpass, city lights flickering through the sheets of water. Jaxon stopped dead, staring across the river at the skyline. Tower after tower carried the Harrow name in glowing letters. Harrow Plaza. Harrow Tower One. Harrow Medical Centre. His family’s mark on everything. He stood there, rain soaking his hair, running down his face. He did not wipe it away.Ethan pulled his hood up, water dripping from his sleeves. He waited a few seconds, then spoke low. “You alright?”Jaxon’s voice came out quiet, almost lost in the rain. “They lied to me.”E
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