2026-05-26 14:59:25"I can't bear to look at your face anymore, Caleb."
Lisa Thorne's voice sounded incredibly desperate and hoarse. The young girl's index finger began to press the trigger of the silver revolver pressed against her right temple. Tears wet her face, which was dirty from gunpowder dust and blood. She truly wanted to end all this madness. She wanted to go follow her mother and forget this monster-filled world.Caleb Thorne widened his one brown eye. His cold, emotionless military
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Finding the Blind Spot
"If you are indeed death itself, Mr. Hale, then let me be the ledger that calculates all their sins before you take their lives."Benjamin Carter stared straight into Alexander's eyes. His grip on the black folder tightened. The vengeance that had been rotting inside the former auditor's chest now found the perfect vessel. That very night, Benjamin officially became the first tracking dog in the new empire of Hale Capital.Twelve hours later, the dingy atmosphere of the East District had been replaced by the absolute luxury in Alexander's penthouse. The smell of cheap alcohol from Benjamin's body was gone, replaced by the aroma of thick black coffee. The ex-convict sat in front of three large monitor screens. His fingers typed at an incredible speed.Alexander stood behind him. He sipped his whiskey slowly. The pain in his right thigh still throbbed constantly, but his body posture remained perfectly upright."Marcus is at the peak of his paranoia
Vengeance Behind a Cheap Bottle
"Get away from my door or I will smash this bottle right on your head. I know which bastard paid you to come to this dumpster."The hoarse and raspy voice sounded muffled from behind the rotten wooden door. Alexander Hale stood silently in the hallway of the rundown apartment in the East District. The heavy rain pouring down on the city of London that night dripped from the collar of his midnight blue bespoke suit. Rainwater mixed with the cold sweat on his forehead. The screwdriver stab wound on his right thigh throbbed incredibly painfully, forcing the man to lean heavily on his mahogany walking stick.The former Shadow Emperor ignored the cheap threat from inside the room. He lifted the tip of his cane, then knocked on the wooden door three times with a very slow and calculated rhythm."I said go away, you bastard."The apartment door was pulled open very roughly. The pungent smell of cheap alcohol, dried vomit, and despair immediately slapped Alexander's face.A middle-aged man st
Learning to Read the Law
"The rain in this city feels like spit falling from the sky, Gideon. Very dirty, cold, and slowly makes everything rot."Alexander Hale stood frozen in front of the panoramic glass window of his luxurious penthouse. Heavy rain battered the glass surface with an ear-splitting rhythm. The face of the former Shadow Emperor looked incredibly grim and pale. The lightning from the night sky reflected his silhouette, which now looked much more fragile compared to his past as the god of death."You must immediately re-bandage the wound on your right thigh, Mr. Hale. I can hear your ragged breathing through this phone line." Gideon Locke's voice sounded anxious from the phone speaker lying on the glass table. "The arterial bleeding caused by that rusted screwdriver stab could kill you from infection before Marcus Trent even has a chance to celebrate his victory.""I am taking care of my wound. Stay on your line and listen to me, Gideon," answered Alexander with a h
A Letter from Nolan
"How much money is left in our reserve account now, Gideon?"Alexander Hale's voice broke the silence of his luxurious penthouse. His gaze did not leave the laptop screen displaying the blood-red forced liquidation warning."One point five million Euros, Mr. Hale." Gideon Locke's voice sounded very heavy and full of regret from the other end of the phone. "That is all I managed to save before the exchange system blocked automatic withdrawal access. Our main capital of three million Euros has truly evaporated without a trace.""How could that company's stock skyrocket after their main cargo was destroyed and rotting at the port?" demanded Alexander. The veins in his neck bulged sharply. "Explain this dirty market logic to me, Gideon."A long sigh was heard from the broker. "Marcus Trent just held a sudden press conference ten minutes ago, Sir. He announced an incredibly fantastic double insurance claim.""Double insurance," repeated Alexander with an ice-cold tone."Correct, Sir. The
The Bloody Paper Trapn
"Disconnect the link, Gideon. I will find out for myself what is really happening inside that building."Alexander Hale hung up without waiting for the broker's reply. The laptop screen in front of him still displayed the red text about forced liquidation. Three million Euros vanished without a trace. The former Shadow Emperor took a deep breath. His lung throbbed with pain, but his brain demanded a logical answer for this utterly nonsensical defeat.His fingers danced across the keyboard again. He opened the military-grade encryption command line he had planted in the Vanguard Equities servers a few days ago. Nolan Reed might be a great cybersecurity expert, but the sociopath was too arrogant to close the backdoor of the executive meeting room's security system.The laptop screen flickered black for a moment. Access to the CCTV cameras and hidden microphones in Marcus Trent's room opened.Alexander narrowed his eyes. He braced himself to see Marc
Lying Numbers
"Morning headlines. A highly fatal technical incident struck the southern port of London last night. Vanguard Equities' medical raw material cargo, worth tens of millions of Euros, is reported completely destroyed due to a failure in the ship's cooling system."The news anchor's voice from the high-resolution flat-screen television echoed inside Alexander Hale's luxurious penthouse. The morning sunlight pierced through the panoramic glass windows, illuminating the room, which felt warm and comfortable. This atmosphere contrasted sharply with the bone-chilling seawater a few hours ago when he swam dodging bullets.Alexander sat leaning back on his black leather sofa. He wore a dark cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Beneath the glass table, his severely injured right thigh had been wrapped with tight, neat medical bandages. The stinging pain from the saltwater and engine oil last night still throbbed constantly in his flesh, but he ignored the mo
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