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CHAPTER 211
"He didn't just sign it," Vance rasped, coughing up a thick glob of blood that splattered across the steel. "He suggested it. He told the Board that the only way to truly prune the garden was to remove the roots.”His eyes darkened.“He was the one who gave us the train schedule. He knew exactly which carriage your brother would be in, Zarek. He knew..., and he chose that one for the strike."Zarek’s hands, hidden in the deep pockets of his robe, curled into white-knuckled fists.The betrayal was a new kind of toxin, one that even Shaw’s engineered antibodies couldn't fight. It was a poison of the heart.Shaw looked between the broken Director and his frozen Boss.
CHAPTER 210
Robert screamed in the corner, burying his face in his hands as Vance’s body went limp, his forehead pinned to the steel by the weight of Shaw’s hand."The Boss doesn't like being told where to go in his own house," Shaw whispered, his voice vibrating with dark, giddy pleasure. "And I really, really don't like being called 'the help.'"Shaw looked up at Zarek, his fingers still buried in Vance’s hair."He’s still awake, Boss. Barely. Want me to start with the fingers, or should we go back to the knees?"Zarek didn't even look down at the man bleeding onto the steel.He simply smoothed the lapel of his cha
CHAPTER 209
Shaw took a slow sip of his water and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand."Oh, yours is right here, Director," Shaw replied, his voice dropping to a low, cold hum. "But Robert just proved he’s more useful than you."His eyes narrowed."He knows how to follow instructions. If you want a bite of this steak, you’re going to have to trade a name for it. And I’m a hungry man, Vance. I might just finish your portion myself."Shaw sat comfortably against the hallway wall, the sound of his own chewing the only noise in the corridor.He finished his meal with a calm, predatory patience.Inside the room, Vance had gone deathly quiet.
CHAPTER 208
He paused at the kitchen’s threshold, the warm light of the master suite catching the jagged edge of his grin one last time before he stepped back toward the service elevator."Don't choke, Boss. It’d be a shame to go out on a ribeye after surviving the Garden."With a jaunty tilt of his head, he disappeared into the hallway.The light, rhythmic whistle of a nursery rhyme trailed behind him as the elevator doors hissed open to take him back to the blood and the dark.He descended into the bowels of the house, the air turning colder and more metallic with every floor.When he reached the heavy steel door of the interrogation room, the silence inside was thick, broken only by the Director’s ragged,
CHAPTER 207
Shaw didn't turn around, but his head tilted slightly as Zarek entered the room."You're up early, Boss," Shaw chirped. His voice was as light as if he hadn't just spent the last hour breaking a man's kneecaps. "Or late. Hard to tell with the way you've been burning the candle at both ends."Zarek didn't answer. He watched Shaw’s left hand, the one that had been twitching in the basement, now holding a wooden spoon with rock-steady precision. The mercenary looked entirely revitalized, his skin glowing under the warm kitchen lights, the 'Sting' long since processed by his lethal biology."The Director is dying in the basement, Shaw," Zarek said, a low rumble vibrating in his chest. "And you’re... cooking?""I'm multitasking," Shaw corrected, flipping a thick cut of ribeye with a pair of tongs. "Vance is stewing in his own stubbornness. Robert is watching him. And I realized that if we're going to hunt a ghost today, we’re going to need more than just spite and caffeine."Shaw final
CHAPTER 206
It wasn't a nightmare; Zarek didn't have nightmares, he had memories, but this was different. It was a phantom sensation, a sudden, jarring prick at the base of his neck that didn't exist."Zarek..." he whispered to the dark, his own voice sounding foreign to him.With a violent motion, the covers were flung aside, bare feet hitting the heated marble floor with a soft slap.Shaw’s name went uncalled. The monitors received no attention.Instead, Zarek moved with a frantic, uncharacteristic urgency toward the en-suite bathroom.The main lights stayed off. Only the dim, recessed amber glow illuminated the space, catching his reflection in the mirror, a man who looked like a king but felt like a casualty.His eyes were bloodshot, the pupils blown wide as if he were still staring into the barrel of a gun that had fired years ago.Both palms slammed onto the edge of the vanity as the cold-water tap twisted open to its limit.There was no waiting for the water to cool.Cupped hands plunged
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