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Just the beginning
Author: Addiction
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The city felt different that night. Even the usual hum of engines and distant sirens seemed muted, swallowed by tension that had nothing to do with the police. The underworld was restless. Whispers spread faster than the wind. Cooper was gone. Not missing. Gone. And with him, the stability he had maintained, the invisible threads holding territories together, frayed like old rope.

In a dimly lit loft, the leaders of several minor syndicates gathered around a scarred table. Cigarette smoke curle
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    Jasper did not rush.He sat at the long table in the strategy room while three screens displayed projections in silence. Market graphs. Account flows. Inter-division transfers. Brennan intelligence reports layered over them in clean blocks of text.Across from him, Rowan stood with a tablet in hand.“Snow Innovations is compensating for losses in logistics through offshore capital buffers,” Rowan said.“I know,” Jasper replied.His voice was even. No strain. No satisfaction.“The buffers aren’t stable,” Rowan continued. “They’re stacked. If one layer shifts, the rest follow.”Jasper leaned back slightly.“How many layers?”“Seven primary shells. Four secondary.”“And leverage ratio?”“Too high. He’s covering liquidity gaps with short-term notes.”Jasper nodded once.“Dependent on confidence,” he said.“Yes.”Silence again.On the far screen, Snow Innovations’ flagship division glowed in cold blue. Clean branding. Publicly stable. Internally fragile.Jasper tapped the table once.“Free

  • Ms Vale

    The tension between the Brennans, Adrian Snow, and Helix Dominion had stopped pretending to be subtle.Boardrooms were quieter now. Statements were shorter. Invitations were selective. Every public appearance felt staged. Every absence felt deliberate.Helix Dominion did not raise its voice.It replaced people.That was how Elara Vale entered the picture.Officially, she was introduced as Helix’s newly appointed regional director—a venture strategist specializing in hostile acquisitions and structural market reform. The announcement was circulated in clean corporate language. Efficient. Impersonal.Unofficially, within Helix, she carried a different description.Precision architect.The kind of mind sent when subtle domination was preferred over open warfare.She did not make a dramatic entrance. There were no interviews. No extended press circuits. No statements about vision or reform.She arrived on a Monday morning and requested access to every file connected to the Brennan–Snow co

  • A trigger

    A notification from the System appeared in Jasper's periphery late at night.He was alone in his office inside the Brennan estate. The room was dark except for the screen in front of him. A single line of text flashed across the secure interface.Strategic Intelligence Reward Unlocked.He did not react.He read it again.Then a secure data packet opened beneath it. Encrypted files. Corporate projections. Legal drafts. Internal communications. All labeled under one header.Helix Dominion Group.Jasper leaned back slightly.He did not smile. He did not frown.He opened the first file.Financial modeling sheets appeared. Forecast graphs. Asset depreciation curves. Timelines mapped across quarters and fiscal cycles. He scrolled in silence.Then he opened the second file.Internal strategy brief.Restricted circulation.A paragraph was highlighted.Contingency Phase: Snow Asset Absorption.Jasper read every word.Helix had mapped Adrian Snow’s liquidity dependencies. They had documented hi

  • Patnership

    The first report came in before sunrise.“They’re buying again,” Marcus said, standing at the edge of the long table.“Who?” one of the elders asked.“Helix Dominion Group.”The room went quiet.Jasper sat at the head of the table. He did not move.Marcus placed a folder down. “Three properties in the south district. Two logistics hubs near the port. And a tech firm Brennan Holdings was scheduled to approach next quarter.”“They outbid us?” Elder Rowan asked.“By fifteen percent,” Marcus replied. “Cash. No conditions.”Another advisor leaned forward. “That’s aggressive.”“It’s deliberate,” Marcus said.Jasper looked at the numbers. “Snow?”Marcus shook his head. “Not directly. But one of the logistics hubs was tied to one of Snow’s subsidiaries.”“So they’re circling both sides,” Rowan said.“Or replacing both,” another elder muttered.Jasper closed the folder.“Keep tracking,” he said.“That’s it?” Rowan asked.“For now.”...By afternoon, more alerts came.“They’ve acquired minority

  • Legitimacy

    The council room inside the Brennan estate was closed to staff.Only elders. Only blood.The doors locked from the inside.Jasper sat at the far end of the long table. Hands folded. Expression flat...The elders did not hide their tension.“We cannot stay silent,” one of them said.Another leaned forward. “The media cycle is accelerating.”“Investors are nervous.”“Political allies are requesting clarification.”“They are asking if the allegations are true.”Silence sat at the table.An older man adjusted his glasses. “Silence can be interpreted as guilt.”Jasper did not move.A woman on his right spoke carefully. “A formal statement would stabilize the situation.”“We draft it.”“We control the tone.”“We condemn the smear campaign.”“We reassure investors.”“We defend your record.”“It ends this.”Jasper looked at her.“It doesn’t end anything,” he said.The room quieted.“It validates it.”A pause.“If I respond,” he continued, “I turn it into a debate.”One of the elders frowned.

  • Silence

    The press room was already full when Adrian Snow stepped inside.Cameras turned.Lights followed him.Voices lowered.He walked to the podium without haste. Dark suit. Clean tie. No visible strain. He placed both hands on the sides of the stand and looked out at the crowd.He waited.Silence formed on its own.“Thank you for coming,” he said.His voice was steady. Not raised. Not soft.“As many of you are aware, there was a violent incident at the Brennan estate two nights ago.”He paused, letting the words settle.“I want to state clearly that I condemn it.”Flashbulbs went off.A reporter near the front lifted her hand. “Mr. Snow, are you denying involvement?”Snow turned his head slightly toward her.“I am,” he said.No extra words.Another voice cut in. “There are claims that your associates were seen near the estate hours before the attack.”“I have many associates,” Snow replied. “That does not make me responsible for every action taken in this city.”A small murmur moved throug

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