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The Hidden Room
What had started as a lie was quickly unraveling into a strange truth.Hugo had only fabricated the story about Calvin needing to save someone—just to satisfy the cartel boss’s demands and convince Calvin to leave. But as their convoy pulled into the heart of the cartel’s stronghold, Hugo realized with a creeping sense of unease that the boss’s insistence on bringing Calvin had not been a bluff.Not at all.Calvin, Christina, and Hugo were immediately separated from the rest of the crew and led through a long corridor, far beneath the central estate. The guards remained silent, their expressions grave. Surveillance cameras tracked every step. The deeper they went, the colder the air became, and the more Hugo noticed how even high-ranking members of the cartel were forbidden to follow.“This way,” the boss said grimly, taking the lead.They arrived at a heavy steel door hidden behind what looked like a plain wall
Echoes and Ultimatums
Hugo sat alone in a dimly lit bar, the air thick with smoke and bitterness. The flickering television above the counter droned on with urgent tones, and all eyes were on the screen.Footage of Calvin—bloodied, exhausted, hunched beside burnt debris—played over and over again like a cruel loop. Sirens wailed in the background, medics rushed through smoke, and Calvin’s white coat was stained with soot and blood. His face looked haunted.“From a hero… to a disgrace,” the news anchor declared, their tone drenched in drama.Gasps, scoffs, and curses erupted from the patrons.“Serves him right,” one muttered. “So much for the golden doctor.”“Overhyped, if you ask me,” another said, slamming his glass on the counter. “Couldn’t even keep his clinic from burning down.”A man near the door hurled a beer bottle at the screen. It shattered on impact, drawing laug
The Man at the Balcony
The days that followed the fire were a blur of funerals, tears, and headlines soaked with outrage.Calvin took responsibility for everything.He paid for every funeral. For the coffins, for the flowers, for the burial rites. He ensured every grieving family received not only condolences but support—monthly stipends, medical coverage, and in the case of parents who perished, full educational funding for their children until college. No media outlet reported it. Calvin never held a press conference. He didn’t want applause.He wanted to grieve.But the world wouldn’t let him do it in peace.Online forums, social media feeds, news anchors—all began calling him a “fallen hero,” a “disgraced doctor,” and for some, “a murderer in a white coat.”"Why didn't he protect them if he had powers?""Why was the clinic so easy to burn?""Was this all a setup? Did Calvin stage this?"<
Shattered Trust
The fire at Calvin’s clinic wasn’t just a tragedy—it became a nationwide scandal.News outlets swarmed with coverage, splashing images of flames consuming the once-trusted medical center. Grieving families cried into microphones, demanding answers. Photos of Calvin—shirt torn, eyes haunted, arms covered in soot—circulated widely. But instead of sympathy, the headlines painted him as a failed savior.“The Fallen Healer: Public Demands Accountability”“Why Couldn’t Calvin Save Them?”“Miracle Doctor or Deathbringer?”Online, the outrage was far worse.“He promised healing, not a funeral.”“What’s the point of supernatural powers if he can’t even save a burning building?”“My mother trusted you, Calvin. She died in your hands!”Calvin said nothing. He faced the ca
Ashes and Regret
Kevin Lang stood on the opposite rooftop, watching the clinic beneath him with manic intensity. The makeshift sprayer in his hands—rigged from a stolen pressure canister and hose—spewed gasoline in heavy arcs across the roof of Calvin’s clinic. The sharp, choking fumes filled the air around him, but he didn’t flinch."This is justice," he whispered.With trembling fingers, he reached into his coat and pulled out a cloth-wrapped pouch. Inside—powdered mesiu, homemade, unstable, and highly combustible. He scattered it across the soaked rooftop, then struck a match with his thumb and lit the gas lighter in his other hand.“For everything you took from me,” he growled, and hurled both onto the roof.The explosion wasn't a loud roar but a wicked whoosh of flames. In an instant, the fire leapt up like a living thing, hungry and fast, dancing across the structure like it had been waiting for this moment. Smoke surged upward into the night sky.From inside, screams began.Kevin watched for an
Flames Beneath the Surface
That evening, Calvin fulfilled the long-delayed promise he had once broken.He waited at the entrance of a luxurious seaside restaurant, dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, simple yet refined. The restaurant, one of the most exclusive in the city, had been reserved entirely for them—just Calvin and Christina. No crowd, no distractions. Only soft candlelight, the gentle hum of string music, and the sea breeze wafting through the open terrace.When Christina arrived, her presence brought a hush to the room. She wore a flowing ivory dress that danced lightly with each step, her eyes bright with a mix of curiosity and nostalgia.“You really emptied this whole place?” she asked with a small laugh as she reached him.Calvin offered a warm, genuine smile. “I figured we’ve had enough noise in life. Thought we deserved a quiet table.”They sat by the edge of the terrace, overlooking the dark sea glittering under the moonlight. The night flowed with wine, soft laughter, and dishes prepared wit
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