Chapter 119
Author: Ogbenz
last update2025-10-12 20:08:52

The Double cross

The echo of the gunshot still reverberated in the storm when Clara hit the ground, rain splashing across her face. She turned just in time to see the body of one of Kane’s men collapse behind her — lifeless, blood washing away in the downpour.

Victor’s silhouette loomed through the rain, his gun still raised, smoke curling from the muzzle. For a heartbeat, Clara couldn’t move.

Ethan pulled himself to his feet, the cold cutting through his soaked clothes, his arm wrapped tightly around his side. “Victor,” he growled, the name slicing through the air like thunder.

Victor lowered the gun slowly. His voice came out raw, broken. “You’re welcome.”

Clara’s chest heaved as she stared between them — two ghosts from the same war, standing on opposite sides of a line that no longer existed.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Ethan demanded, stepping closer.

Victor flinched at the tone but didn’t retreat. “Running. From Kane. From all of it.” He glanced down at his bleeding arm
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    The Weight of MemoryThe rain had started again that evening, soft and unhurried, like the sky was exhaling all the secrets it had held too long. Clara stood by the window, tracing the raindrops on the glass with the tip of her finger, lost in the sound of the world falling apart quietly outside.Behind her, Ethan moved with the ease of familiarity. He’d taken off his jacket, rolled his sleeves, and was now making tea like he had a right to belong here — in her space, her quiet, her brokenness.“Still can’t sleep?” he asked, his voice low.Clara shook her head without turning. “Every time I close my eyes, it’s like I can see it again. The lab… the light… Kane’s face.”Ethan froze for a moment before setting the mug down. “You said the memory came back slowly,” he said, carefully. “But now you remember everything?”“Not everything,” Clara whispered. “Just flashes. He kept saying it wasn’t personal. That I was… chosen. For something greater.” Her voice cracked. “He said I’d thank him s

  • Chapter 121

    The aftermath The rain wouldn’t stop. It came down in heavy sheets, swallowing the forest in a wet hush. Smoke still curled from the remnants of the ambush — the blackened shell of what was once their shelter, the soft hiss of fire dying in the mud.Clara knelt beside the body.Her fingers trembled as she brushed mud from Victor’s cheek. His eyes were half-open, as if caught between words he never said. The hole in his chest was small but deep, his shirt soaked dark red.“Help me,” she whispered.Ethan stood behind her, his arm still bleeding through the bandage she tied earlier. “Clara—”“Don’t. Just help me.”He hesitated before stepping closer. Together, they lifted Victor’s limp body to the edge of the clearing. The rain did the rest — washing away the blood that trailed behind them, erasing the violence like it wanted to hide what happened here.They didn’t speak again until the grave was done. Shallow. Uneven. The soil turned to thick, sticky mud under their hands.When they we

  • Chapter 120

    The choice Rain slashed through the shattered warehouse windows as the world dissolved into gunfire. Muzzle flashes flickered like lightning. Ethan shoved Clara behind an overturned table, his body shielding hers. The echo of bullets tore through the metal walls, sending sparks flying into the dark.“Stay down!” Ethan yelled over the chaos, reloading with quick, sharp motions.Clara’s heartbeat pounded in her ears. “They found us—how did they find us so fast?”Victor’s voice came through the smoke. “Because they never stopped tracking her!” He ducked behind a column, clutching his bleeding side, firing wildly toward the windows.Ethan’s jaw clenched. “You set us up again!”“I didn’t!” Victor snapped, panting. “Kane’s men have been on me since I stole that chip! You think I’d bring them here on purpose?”Another volley of bullets slammed into the wall beside Clara’s head. Ethan yanked her closer, their faces inches apart. “When I say run, you run. Don’t look back.”Her voice trembled.

  • Chapter 119

    The Double cross The echo of the gunshot still reverberated in the storm when Clara hit the ground, rain splashing across her face. She turned just in time to see the body of one of Kane’s men collapse behind her — lifeless, blood washing away in the downpour.Victor’s silhouette loomed through the rain, his gun still raised, smoke curling from the muzzle. For a heartbeat, Clara couldn’t move.Ethan pulled himself to his feet, the cold cutting through his soaked clothes, his arm wrapped tightly around his side. “Victor,” he growled, the name slicing through the air like thunder.Victor lowered the gun slowly. His voice came out raw, broken. “You’re welcome.”Clara’s chest heaved as she stared between them — two ghosts from the same war, standing on opposite sides of a line that no longer existed.“What the hell are you doing here?” Ethan demanded, stepping closer.Victor flinched at the tone but didn’t retreat. “Running. From Kane. From all of it.” He glanced down at his bleeding arm

  • Chapter 118

    The breakout The air was heavy with static and smoke — the kind that clung to the back of your throat, making every breath feel like swallowing metal. The underground facility trembled with each explosion, a wounded beast collapsing on itself. Clara’s fingers tightened around Ethan’s arm as the alarm blared overhead, shrill and merciless.“Move!” she yelled, yanking him down the corridor just as a section of the ceiling caved in behind them.Ethan grunted, his hand pressed to his side where blood seeped through his shirt. “I can still walk—”“You’re barely standing,” she shot back, dragging him toward the exit sign flickering weakly through the haze.Every step echoed against the concrete like a ticking bomb. The sound of boots thudded behind them — Kane’s men were closing in. Clara’s pulse thundered in her ears, the fear sharp and bright, but beneath it was something else — a desperate resolve.They turned a corner and stumbled into a dimly lit chamber — rows of broken test tubes gl

  • Chapter 117

    Bound by BloodThe rain didn’t stop. It never did when everything was falling apart.By the time Clara and Ethan reached the old service tunnel, they were soaked, shivering, and silent. Water dripped from their clothes, echoing through the narrow corridor like a slow heartbeat. The walls were carved with age — a relic of the old city, half-forgotten and swallowed by roots and time.Clara held the flashlight steady while Ethan checked the generator panel. The dim yellow glow flickered to life, painting his face in ghostly light. His eyes were distant, focused but elsewhere — still trapped in the hologram they’d seen.Her voice broke the silence first. “You knew.”Ethan froze mid-motion. “Clara—”“You knew my name was in that file,” she continued, her tone sharp but trembling underneath. “That’s why you didn’t want to go near it. You knew it was connected to you.”He sighed, leaning against the wall. “I didn’t know how. I swear it.”“But you knew something.”“I suspected,” he admitted.

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