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CHAPTER 146Jasper did not trust the transfer.From the moment the notice had been delivered, something had felt wrong. Too sudden. Too quiet. Transfers were paperwork-heavy, slow, buried under layers of procedure. This one had moved faster than it should have.Now he walked down the corridor with his hands cuffed in front of him, boots echoing against the concrete floor. Two officers walked ahead, two behind. Rifles strapped tight. Faces unreadable.A prison cell was predictable. Four walls. Cameras. Guards on rotation. Threats came in limited forms.A transfer opened doors.Jasper kept his eyes forward as they passed through the final security checkpoint. The metal detector buzzed. A guard patted him down again, rougher than necessary.“You’re popular today,” one of the officers said. “Special ride and everything.”Jasper said nothing.Another officer snorted. “Guy like you doesn’t deserve a ride. Should’ve been buried under the prison.”“Careful,” the first officer said, though the
Easy doesn't last
The aide didn’t slow down until the outer gates slid shut behind him.The sound echoed longer than it should have.He kept walking, steps sharp against the pavement, jaw tight, fingers clenched. The guards behind him didn’t speak. They didn’t need to. His irritation was visible enough. He reached his car, stopped, and slammed his fist against the side mirror hard enough to make it shake.“Damn it,” he muttered.This was not how the meeting was supposed to end.He leaned forward, one hand on the roof, breathing through his nose. The plan had been simple. Controlled. Jasper was supposed to hesitate. Ask questions. Try to negotiate terms. Even silent contemplation would have been acceptable.Flat rejection wasn’t.“You don’t just say no to that kind of offer,” he said quietly.He straightened, ran a hand through his hair, and looked back at the prison walls. From the outside, it looked like every other facility he’d visited. Concrete. Wire. Watchtowers. Containment.Inside was a problem
Progress!: 89%
The cell was quiet in the way only confinement could make it—no real silence, just the steady presence of walls that never moved. Jasper sat on the edge of the narrow bed, elbows resting on his knees, eyes lowered to the phone in his hands. The screen was dimmed, brightness turned down to avoid attention. To anyone passing by, it would have looked like boredom. A man killing time.He activated the system without speaking.The response came instantly, a faint vibration against his palm. A clean interface bloomed across the screen, lines of data organizing themselves with mechanical calm.MISSION ACTIVE.Jasper exhaled slowly through his nose. “Good,” he murmured.He didn’t waste time. Time was the one thing he couldn’t afford to pretend he had.His fingers moved with practiced ease, tapping out a message—not plain words, not anything that would read as a command. Numbers. Phrases that meant nothing on their own. A string of references that looked like nonsense unless you knew how to re
Progress!: 89%
The cell was quiet in the way only confinement could make it—no real silence, just the steady presence of walls that never moved. Jasper sat on the edge of the narrow bed, elbows resting on his knees, eyes lowered to the phone in his hands. The screen was dimmed, brightness turned down to avoid attention. To anyone passing by, it would have looked like boredom. A man killing time.He activated the system without speaking.The response came instantly, a faint vibration against his palm. A clean interface bloomed across the screen, lines of data organizing themselves with mechanical calm.MISSION ACTIVE.Jasper exhaled slowly through his nose. “Good,” he murmured.He didn’t waste time. Time was the one thing he couldn’t afford to pretend he had.His fingers moved with practiced ease, tapping out a message—not plain words, not anything that would read as a command. Numbers. Phrases that meant nothing on their own. A string of references that looked like nonsense unless you knew how to re
Marielle
The prison yard was busy with movement, but noise carried differently here. Inmates drifted across the concrete under muted sun, some walking in pairs, others lingering near fences. Guards leaned against walls, eyes sharp but detached. Everything was calculated. Nothing chaotic could escape notice for long.Jasper moved along the perimeter, hands clasped behind his back, observing. He had long ago learned to blend in, even in spaces designed to expose and isolate. Today, the pattern of the yard seemed ordinary. But he had a sense, subtle, the kind that never failed him.She appeared almost by accident, standing near the far wall, not speaking, not seeking attention. She did not belong. Her posture was precise, her clothing modest but orderly, and her eyes carried a kind of clarity that came from privilege and loss alike.Jasper approached cautiously. He did not startle her. She did not flinch at the approach. Something unspoken passed between them—a recognition of purpose beyond these
The system
The System completed its sweep quietly, feeding Jasper the results in fragments he could digest without noise. The hidden buyer was no ordinary operative. Not purely corporate, not purely political, but a careful mix of both. Jasper traced the patterns, the financial networks, the soft influence, the public-facing philanthropy.The man was a senior board member of a multinational tech conglomerate. His name rarely appeared in scandal. His face was clean in every photo, every press release. Privately, he held advisory roles, quietly lobbied politicians, and maintained access no law could strip away. Yet behind that public image, he financed destabilization, acquisitions, and manipulations. The mob boss had been muscle, disposable, nothing more.Jasper sat back against the cold wall of the cell, hands resting on his thighs. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The System displayed the maps, the connections, the shadow accounts, all flowing into the same hidden network.A quiet alert foll
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