2025-02-18 22:46:42“What the heck is going on here?!”
“Why isn't his body already in the cremation service center as I had requested?!”
“What kind of poor hospital service is this?!”
Tiffany Raymond asked angrily, her heavy gold plated circular earrings dangling in the rhythm of her anger as she stared into the face of Nurse Diana.
“Ma'am…I can't just pass his body off to the cremation services, we have to wait for some hours after his death confirmation.It's standard hospital procedures” Nurse Diana explained.
The scent of disinfectant and the usual hospital aura filled ward three where Carl Gerald's lifeless body was lying in a fully zipped body bag.
“Are you kidding me right now?!”
“Tell me, who is in charge here?!”
“You’ve been doing nothing but wasting my time! I know you have a supervisor or something, get him or her immediately! ” Tiffany Raymond ordered impatiently.
Cough!
Just then, with that abrupt cough, Carl Gerald suddenly sat up in the body bag he was being covered.
“Oh my God!...Mr Carl Gerald…is alive!”
Nurse Diana yelled in shock as trepidation and shock washed all over the face of herself and Tiffany Raymond.
She immediately raced towards Mr Carl Gerald.
Frantically she unzipped the body bag and Mr Carl Gerald immediately let out a heavy gasp for air.
“What happened…where am I?”
His voice quaked as he spoke, his sight was still blurry.
His head still ached as he tried to recollect his thoughts, he tried to stand up but fell back onto the table.
“Calm down Mr Carl I will go and get the doctor immediately!”
Nurse Diana said her voice was laced with a mixture of anxiety, exhilaration and curiosity as she raced off to get Doctor Thompson, the doctor in charge of Mr Carl Gerald's case.
Carl Gerald's sight was still blurry, he slowly took a deep breath and stared at the woman almost close to him.
“Tiffany?”
But there was no response from Tiffany Raymond who still had her face etched in bewilderment.
Carl Gerald immediately recalled what had just happened earlier.
He recalled having left the building construction site where he doubled down as a labourer after working on his pizza delivery job, on returning home, he met the back door open which was unusual.
Entering the house, he heard his sister Sara’s scream.
He rushed outside to see a thug dragging her into the street while their mother, Mrs. Amber Gerald, desperately tried to protect her.
Carl had grabbed a crowbar to intervene, but before he could even react, a sharp blow struck his neck from behind. He remembered a surge of power running through him as his vision went black.
As Carl Gerald tried to recollect his thoughts, his head ached him even more.
The room was quiet as Carl stood up slowly, his eyes fixed on his wife, Tiffany.
"Tiffany, what really happened to me? Where are my mom and my sister, Sara?"
Carl’s voice was weak, laced with a mix of confusion and urgency.
Tiffany Raymond who was still in shock immediately snapped out of it and snorted indifferently.
“Your mom? She’s dead, killed in the struggle.”She paused for a moment, her lips curling slightly as if the words left a bad taste in her mouth, ”And your sister, I don’t know, perhaps taken away by those thugs.”
There was no shock in her eyes, no empathy.It was almost as if she were discussing an insignificant event in a stranger’s life.
Carl’s heart sank, his entire body freezing.
"Tiffany... that’s impossible..." Carl’s voice trembled, desperation creeping into his words. He could hardly breathe, the pain suffocating him. "Tell me it’s a lie! Please, tell me it’s a joke!"
Carl Gerald couldn't take it as he plopped back into the table.
Tears slowly welling down his eyes as he beat himself up emotionally for not being there for his family.
“It should have been me!”
“It should have been me! Why did I have to pass out and let my mom die?!”
Carl Gerald yelled into the empty air.
His fists slammed against the table, the sound of his pain deafening in the silence. But Tiffany didn’t even flinch.
She simply stood there, emotionless, her arms crossed as she glanced at him briefly, a hint of impatience flickering in her eyes.
Slowly Carl Gerald took a deep breath, with tears still streaming down his eyes.
“ I will find those bastards and I will make them pay dearly for everything they did!” His voice was colder now, but filled with a quiet rage.
Just as Carl’s words hung in the air, Tiffany broke the silence with her chillingly calm voice.
"Well, enough for crying? Now I have something to say."
Her eyes, devoid of compassion, glinted coldly as she threw a brown envelope in his direction. It landed softly against his chest, and Carl looked down at it, confused and trembling.
Tiffany’s voice was ice-cold. "I want a divorce."
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Chapter 790: The straws:
"But within The Directive's operations, there have been controlled assets, people who appeared to be Directive participants but who were actually providing intelligence to legitimate counterintelligence operations that have been building comprehensive picture of the network's full scope and international connections," Director James Hawthorne said."Some of the communications contained in your evidence distribution are the products of those controlled assets conducting authorized intelligence collection.”“Publishing those communications exposes the assets' identities to the people they've been collecting intelligence against."General Carl Gerald processed this explanation carefully, his investigative experience helping him assess the plausibility of the architecture being described.Controlled assets embedded within corruption networks was legitimate intelligence methodology. Allowing evidence to appear accessible to investigators to provide intelligence without compromising collec
Chapter 789: Don't worry about a thing.
General Carl Gerald immediately stared at Phineas.“There is nothing to worry about.” General Carl Gerald immediately said as he stared at Phineas."Sir, I can establish an encrypted voice connection with Hawthorne's personal phone through protocols that would prevent location tracking or interception while also providing technical documentation of everything said that could be used as evidence in subsequent proceedings," Phineas offered. "The conversation would be secure from Directive operational monitoring while also creating accountability record that would deter obvious deception or manipulation attempts.""Do it," General Carl Gerald authorized.While Phineas prepared the encrypted connection, General Carl Gerald composed his thoughts about what questions needed to be asked and what information would be necessary to meaningfully evaluate Director James Hawthorne's claims given the limited time and incomplete context available for making this assessment.The central question was
Chapter 788: The Price of Victory:
Director James Hawthorne's message sat on General Carl Gerald's phone screen like a grenade with its pin already pulled, the kind of communication that couldn't be unseen, couldn't be dismissed without careful evaluation, and that demanded immediate response despite the exhaustion and emotional weight that made careful analytical thinking extraordinarily difficult in these particular early morning hours following the most intense operational period of General Carl Gerald's entire career.The dawn light was strengthening beyond the windows of the operations center, the pale winter sunrise spreading golden undertones across the Washington skyline in ways that should have felt triumphant given what had just been accomplished during the extraordinary hours preceding it.Instead, Director James Hawthorne's message had transformed the dawn from symbol of achievement into harbinger of consequences that might not yet be fully comprehensible in their scope or their severity.General Carl Geral
Chapter 787: The Early Tensions:
"What happens now?" Debra Zachs immediately asked, the question carrying all the complexity of someone who had oriented their entire professional and personal life around a mission that had just reached its completion point and who was uncertain what purpose and direction would fill the space that mission had occupied.General Carl Gerald considered the question carefully before responding."Now the real work begins," he said. "Congressional hearings. Criminal prosecutions. Institutional reforms. Accountability that actually changes how power operates rather than just punishing individuals who get caught. Everything we've been fighting for requires years of sustained effort to actually translate evidence into genuine reform."He paused, watching the Washington dawn beginning to lighten the eastern sky beyond the government buildings and monuments."And somewhere in all of that, we properly mourn the people we lost," General Carl Gerald continued. "Marcus Andrews who started this. Ma
Chapter 786: Fight the moment:
The information that the political crisis was unfolding exactly as General Carl Gerald had anticipated when cabinet-level evidence was secured created profound satisfaction that the investigation's most ambitious objective...proving corruption so high-level and comprehensive that political system itself would be forced to respond...was apparently materializing through the process they had designed."What about Senator Morrison?" General Carl Gerald asked, needing to know the status of the woman whose evidence and personal courage had been instrumental in providing the cabinet-level documentation."General Carl Gerald, senator Morrison is safe," Judge Katherine Reynolds confirmed. "Capital Police managed to intercept an assassination attempt against her earlier this evening...a vehicle that had been tampered with to create accident during her commute was discovered before she entered it, apparently through tip from anonymous source who seems to be the same contact who has been providi
Chapter 785: Blow the Bridges:
Absolute silence fell over the operations center despite the carnage and chaos of the preceding minutes...defenders and attackers alike apparently recognizing that they were in the final seconds of an engagement that would be resolved not by continued violence but by the digital completion of a process that had been the central objective of months of investigation, multiple casualties, extraordinary courage by numerous individuals, and the kind of institutional determination that The Directive had apparently never believed possible from people they had been systematically trying to eliminate."Distribution complete," Phineas immediately said, his voice carrying controlled emotion beneath the technical announcement. "Evidence is published. Cabinet-level corruption documentation is now public record across dozens of platforms and institutional recipients. This evidence cannot be suppressed or recalled. The operation is complete."The absolute finality of those words created a moment th
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