The building of Titian Holdings stretched high above the city of New York, casting a shadow on other business enterprises and buildings, as if boosting its superiority.
The building looked like power carved into stone, quiet, exact, and untouchable. Derick walked through the private corridor toward his office, jacket over one arm, tie loosened. From the elevator to his floor, everyone who crossed him moved aside chanting a series of good morning’s and good day’s. When he stepped inside, Lily was already there. She stood near the panoramic window, tablet in hand, her expression unreadable. “The reports from the assignment I gave you Lily,” he said simply. She handed the tablet over. “Reed Innovations closed yesterday at a thirty-two percent drop. Four minor partners have suspended contracts. The banks that froze their lines aren’t answering calls.” Derick scrolled. “And their internal morale?” “Low. Staff leaving. Investors circling like vultures. They’re down to two days of liquid cash.” He nodded once, eyes on the skyline. “Two days. Hmmm…That’s faster than I expected.” Lily tilted her head. “You sound almost disappointed.” “Not disappointed,” he replied. "In fact it’s far from disappointing. I’m just amazed by how fast you work.” Lily simply gave a small smile and nodded. He set the tablet on the desk. The silence stretched between them, filled only by the hum of the servers behind the tinted glass walls. Finally he said, “so the next step that follows is.” Lily blinked. “Phase two” “Phase two.” He repeats. Her posture straightened instantly. “Phase two means we go public. Are you sure you want to do that this soon?” “They’ve already started the whole publicity thing when they pulled that stunt during the dinner,” Derick said. “We’re only adding a little class to it.” Lily’s fingers flew across her screen. “Target?” “Dankey Industries,” he answered. She looked up, surprise flickering in her eyes. “Their biggest partner.” She breathed. “Exactly. Them leaving would devastate Petrina and shake her legs a little.” Lily hesitates, a hint of pity sitting in her eyes. “Are you sure? This could be very devastating—“ “Lily,” Deeeick started. “She betrayed me, she trusted a man who she hasn’t seen in years over her husband who had been by her side supporting her for almost a decade.” “But–“ “Begin communication now….” He ordered. Cutting Lily off immediately. “Offer terms they can’t refuse.” Lily sighed. “And Lily…make it clean. No trace.” A small smile touched her mouth. “When do I ever leave traces?” He gave her a long, cool glance. “Never. That’s why you’re here.” Minutes later, the command center of Titan Holdings roared alive. Multiple encrypted lines opened at once, each one connecting Lily to a different executive. Her voice shifted tones effortlessly, courteous, persuasive, factual. “Mr. Dankey, we understand the uncertainty your team faces. Titan Holdings offers a simple alternative; stability, transparency, growth without exposure. Our proposal doubles projected margins for the next two quarters.” She muted the line briefly and looked up. “They’re interested. Very interested.” “Then close it,” Derick said. “But they’ll want to announce it publicly,” she warned. “There’s a summit tomorrow evening, the Global Business conference. Every major empire will be there. If they finalize at that conference, everyone will see it.” Derick’s eyes narrowed slightly. “That’s the whole point Lily, for everyone to see.” Lily hesitated. “Reed Innovations will be attending too. You’ll be in the same room.” He met her gaze. “Good.” She studied him for a moment. “You know she’ll realize who’s behind Titan, right?” “She doesn’t have to know immediately,” Derick said. “We can use one of our aliases.” “Okay then,” Lily sighed. “Dankey’s legal department will sign under CrownLink, one of our oldest covers.” “Perfect. And the time?” “They want to announce it at the conference tomorrow. I’ll coordinate the press release.” “Do it.” Lily paused, her voice softening. “You built all of this quietly, didn’t you? Titan, CrownLink, the shells within shells.” Derick’s tone was even. “I built it because I knew one day I’d need something stronger than my name.” “You have that now,” she said. “So why go this far? you can just let it all go and walk away…” He looked out at the horizon. “Not until I’ve taken all the years, time and energy I spent on her and that family, that company. I’m not stopping till it’s buried to the ground. And Brian…..” he scoffs. “He’ll share from the cup.” For a moment she watched him, perhaps looking for something human beneath the precision. “And what happens when she finds out?” He didn’t turn. “She’ll find out when it’s already too late to matter.” By evening the first press leaks were already circulating: Unconfirmed reports suggest Dankey Industries is renegotiating its partnership portfolio. Analysts guessed, speculated, drew lines that almost connected but never reached Titan. Lily leaned against the desk. “They’re guessing, but no one’s close. You’re a ghost in the system.” Derick closed the final file. “Too bad I won’t be a ghost forever, I actually liked pulling the strings from the shadows.” She smiled faintly. “Too bad because the conference will make noise. You’ll attend?” “Yes,” he said. “I want to see the look on their faces when the news drops officially. "And besides, I never missed any of her conferences.”Latest Chapter
Chapter 189
Jackson paused, his hands freezing on the copper wire. "That's impossible. The drill platform's main communications bus is fried.""That's not coming from the platform," Maya said, her smile instantly vanishing as she turned toward the console. "That's an external override. Someone is forcing a broadcast through the emergency satellite transponder."The wide, green tactical display on the bulkhead flickered to life.It did not show Sterling’s logo. It did not show Westbrook’s corporate seal.In the center of the screen appeared a high-resolution, live satellite video feed of the Mediterranean Sea. The camera was zoomed in on a location forty miles off the coast of Alexandria, Egypt.Beneath the deep, turquoise water of the sea floor, a massive, ancient underwater structure was clearly visible—a colossal stone-and-iron aqueduct system, buried under five centuries of sea silt, connected directly to an enormous, subterranean pumping complex
Chapter 188
"What about Sterling?" Jackson asked, looking toward the private elevator on the far bulkhead.Derick didn't answer right away. He walked over to the elevator doors.The heavy steel panels were warped from the electrical blast that had torn through the ship’s power trunks. Derick jammed the pointed end of his iron key into the rubber seam between the doors, leaned his shoulder into it, and pried them open three inches.He peered into the dark shaft.The private submersible cradle at the bottom of the shaft was empty. The water inside the escape tube was churning with cold sea foam."He's gone," Derick said, stepping back from the doors. "He released his pod the moment the casing sheared. He's three hundred feet down, heading for international waters on battery power.""Let him run," Maya said, pushing herself up from the wet deck. "His drill ship is a smoking wreck. Westbrook is bankrupt. Apex Aegis is disbanded. The Geneva contr
Chapter 187
In the center of the valve bonnet sat a recessed iron spindle—a square, four-sided shaft, four inches across, dark, cold, and utterly untouched by the digital computers humming on the bridge above."It’s seized," Maya panted, wiping the stinging hydraulic oil from her eyes. "Look at the collar. The locking teeth are coated in fifty years of marine scale. Even if the key fits, no human arms can turn a four-inch spindle against that kind of salt encrustation!""The key doesn't need to turn the spindle," Derick said, standing up. "The key is the wedge."He reached into his heavy waxed coat, pulled out his nineteenth-century cast-iron water key, and looked at the ancient crossbar handle. The square socket at the base was an exact match for the spindle, but Derick did not try to seat it over the shaft.Instead, he flipped the tool upside down.He jammed the pointed iron foot of the handle directly behind the main shear wedge—a massive, three-h
Chapter 186
The countdown clock on the central bulkhead did not tick. It blinked with a silent, surgical precision, cutting away the seconds in brilliant crimson strokes that reflected across the wet steel grating of the moon pool deck.[GLOBAL SEISMIC RELEASE: 00:74][CORE PRESSURE: CRITICAL][MANUAL ABORT IMPOSSIBLE: LOGIC DISENGAGED]Beneath their feet, the dark water of the open moon pool was boiling without heat. Thick, blinding azure light surged up through forty feet of open Atlantic sea, turning the riveted iron hull of the submerged Goubet II into a black silhouette resting in a pool of liquid neon. High-frequency electrical energy screamed through the metal deck, setting off tiny, sharp sparks that jumped between the eyelets of Derick’s work boots."Hold the hammer, Jackson," Derick repeated, his voice dropping into that deep, rhythmic cadence that sounded more like an engine idling than a man facing the end of the world.Jackson didn't ask questions. He lunged forward, his wet sneakers
Chapter 185
Jackson immediately froze, his legs burning with lactic acid, his breath catching in his throat.The Goubet II drifted forward on its own momentum, gliding silently through the freezing black water like a drowned whale, slipping directly beneath the wide, dark shadow of the drill ship's twin hulls.The bright sweep of an underwater searchlight passed directly over their tiny glass port. For three terrifying seconds, the interior of their iron tube was illuminated with blinding, crystal-clear white light.Jackson held his breath, expecting the deafening CLANG of an automated torpedo launch at any instant.The light moved on.The sensors saw only an old piece of round iron drifting forty feet down on the natural tidal current."We are directly beneath the central moon pool," Derick whispered, looking straight up through the glass port at an open, illuminated square of water inside the belly of the ship.A heavy steel acces
Chapter 184
Jackson swallowed hard. The image of Kendi’s face—dusty, bleeding, smiling through her tears in the Nairobi signal hut—flashed through his mind with searing clarity. He remembered her hands, raw and greased, holding the wooden T-bar of the rail trolley. She hadn't quit when the helicopter flew over the grass. She hadn't dropped the key when the drone opened fire on the roof. Jackson took a deep breath of the freezing French air, pulled his waterproof pack tight around his shoulders, and stepped forward into the mud. "Show me where the crank is," Jackson said. Ten minutes later, the round, heavy bronze hatch of the Goubet II slammed shut with a muffled, hollow CLANK. The interior of the iron vessel was tiny, narrow, and freezing cold. There were no seats—only two narrow wooden benches bolted to the curved iron ribs of the hull. Derick sat on the forward bench, his massive shoulders barely fitting between the c
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