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The mechanical voice of the AI echoed mercilessly inside the UN main command room. Giant red digital numbers blinked on the screen, counting down to an apocalypse that no one could prevent. The Quantum Collider ring spun even more wildly, emitting blood-red electrical sparks that tore through the concrete walls and melted the surrounding metal.Caleb Thorne stood frozen in fr
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"Excuse me for a moment, Mr. Hale. There is a board member colleague I must greet at the front table. Elena, please keep our guest company so he doesn't get bored."Marcus Trent forced a polite smile, then turned around with hurried steps. The CEO needed some fresh air or a strong glass of whiskey to calm his wildly racing heart. Alexander Hale's threatening sentence kept spinning in his head, reigniting the paranoia caused by the bloody screwdriver he received last night.Now, Alexander stood alone in a dimly lit corner of the banquet hall. He was accompanied by Elena. His ex-wife. The woman who had torn Arthur Pendelton's heart and pride until the man chose to jump from the third floor of a hotel.Elena turned to face Alexander. The golden silk dress wrapping her body accentuated every curve perfectly. The woman stepped closer, eliminating the boundary of personal space between them. The scent of incredibly expensive yet pungent rose perfume pierced Alex
A Venomous Handshake
Marcus Trent's long strides stopped exactly half a meter in front of Alexander Hale. The host of the fundraising event puffed out his chest, trying to use his posture to intimidate the foreign man who dared to disturb his wife's peace."You must be Mr. Alexander Hale. I heard from some colleagues downstairs that you are looking for new investment fields in this city," said Marcus with a loud and arrogant voice, deliberately drawing the attention of several VIP guests around him. "Welcome to our little event, Mr. Hale. Hopefully, our offerings are worth your long journey from London."Alexander did not reply with sweet words. His brown eyes stared straight through Marcus's pupils. He locked the man's gaze with a sharpness that made Marcus's arrogant smile falter slightly.Marcus realized that the man in the midnight blue suit could not be easily intimidated. He changed his tactics to the fake friendliness typical of a corporate politician. Marcus extended h
The Marble Mask
"Good evening and welcome to the Vanguard Equities fundraising event, Sir. Please enjoy the appetizers in the left wing of the hall."The friendly voice of the receptionist greeted Alexander Hale's first step into the main hall of the Grand Imperial Hotel. Soft classical music from a string quartet in the corner of the stage blended with the clinking of crystal glasses and the hum of conversation from London's city elites.Alexander handed his gray coat to the cloakroom attendant. He stepped into the center of the room. The tip of his mahogany walking stick tapped the marble floor with a slow, calculated rhythm.The man's presence instantly created a small ripple amidst the sea of socialites.The real Arthur Pendelton always entered a room with hunched shoulders, an awkward smile that seemed to beg for approval, and eyes constantly looking down. But tonight, the man wearing Arthur's face walked with a back as straight as a concrete pillar. His bro
The Gold-Plated Invitation
"Panic always makes prey make careless moves, Gideon."Alexander Hale spoke with an incredibly flat baritone voice. He sat leaning back in the leather chair of his luxurious penthouse, staring at the encrypted laptop screen displaying a replay of Marcus Trent's pale face last night."You are right, Mr. Hale. A report from my inside man in that building stated that Marcus fired his two heads of security this morning. Your bloody screwdriver successfully ruined his sleep schedule entirely." Gideon Locke's crisp and highly respectful voice sounded from the phone speaker on the glass table."That is just the beginning of his long insomnia. Fear will make him close all the doors, but he cannot close his business from the public. I need access to look him directly in the eyes. Did you get the item I requested, Gideon?""Of course, Sir. My courier just placed a velvet envelope in your penthouse mailbox five minutes ago. It is a VVIP invitation to Vanguard Equities' annual Charity Gala tonigh
A Piercing Flower
"Place that box on the table very slowly, Sarah. Don't make any sudden movements."Marcus Trent's voice trembled severely, a stark contrast to his arrogance a few minutes ago. He aimed his automatic pistol straight at the black box in his secretary's hand. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, wetting his eyebrows and the collar of his expensive shirt."Y-yes, Mr. Marcus," sobbed Sarah. The girl stepped forward with knees that almost gave out. She placed the box wrapped in black wrapping paper and a dark red silk ribbon onto the glass meeting table very slowly."Now get out of this room. Don't tell anyone about what happened here, or I'll make sure you can't find a job in this city again. Go." snapped Marcus.Sarah didn't waste a single second. She turned and ran out of the meeting room, closing the thick wooden door tightly behind her.Marcus swallowed hard. He kept his pistol aimed at the two-span-sized black box. His breathing raced. H
Bloody Souvenir
"This is impossible. He's dead, Marcus. I saw his bleeding head on the street asphalt with my own eyes."Elena's hysterical scream cut through the darkness of Vanguard Equities' meeting room. The woman staggered backwards, her feet tripping over a chair leg until she fell onto the thick carpet. Her hands covered her trembling mouth, her eyes staring in horror at the rows of white letters on the giant projector screen glowing blindingly bright."Shut your mouth, Elena. Stop screaming or I will silence you." roared Marcus Trent, his face flushed red.The man lifted a steel meeting chair and slammed it with all his might against the glass wall. The loud crashing sound echoed deafeningly, but the projector on the ceiling remained brightly lit, letting the threatening message continue to mock the two of them.Marcus pulled his phone from his suit pocket with violently shaking hands. He dialed the emergency number for the server room downstairs.
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