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CHAPTER 43
POV: LOGAN The prison cell doors were closed behind him. But in his mind, Logan was already on the other side, waiting. He'd been through enough systems to know how everything worked — or at least, how to break it. His arrival in the holding area had gone as smoothly as expected, but now that he was free, the true game began. He sat in the back of the sleek black SUV, the sound of the engine humming a steady rhythm. Lucien sat across from him, calm and calculated, his eyes focused ahead as the city lights blurred by. Johnny was beside him, too quiet as usual. He wasn’t looking for a fight, not yet. But that didn’t mean his presence didn’t send an undercurrent of unease through the air. They weren’t just taking Logan out of the system. He was still tied to the consequences of his past. A legacy, a bloodline that had earned enemies for generations. “We’ll get him, you know.” Lucien’s voice was low, but Logan felt every word as though they were etched in stone. His father's plans we
CHAPTER 42
Pov: Jones They charged me on a Tuesday. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just a quiet announcement from a man who didn’t look at my face when he read the papers. “Formal charge: second-degree murder pending trial.” The words didn’t echo. They settled. Like dust. I didn’t react. I didn’t give them that. My lawyer — the one Max managed to secure — leaned toward me and whispered, “We expected this. It’s procedural.” Procedural. Like Barry was a checklist. Like my life was a file being organized. I nodded once. But something felt wrong. Not the charge. The rhythm. Everything was moving too smoothly. Evidence updated overnight. Reports revised. New statements added. Every time we poked at one hole, another document appeared “clarifying” the previous one. It was like chasing something that kept rewriting itself. By afternoon, my face was everywhere. “Construction Site Killing — Insider Conflict?” “Financial Motive?” “Jealousy Angle Emerg
CHAPTER 41
POV: Logan The prison gate didn’t creak. It hummed. Low. Mechanical. Indifferent. Steel sliding over steel. The sound of something opening that had never cared whether it held monsters or men. The guards walked him out without speaking. He didn’t rush. Didn’t hesitate. Didn’t look back. Handcuffs locked around his wrists. Cold metal against inked skin. The tattoos at his neck had faded slightly over the years, but they were still there — sharp lines disappearing beneath the collar of prison-issued gray. His shoulders were broader than when he went in. Prison had aged him, yes — carved deeper lines into his face — but it hadn’t weakened him. If anything, it had sharpened him. They led him into the white processing room. Too bright. Too sterile. Too artificial. He sat when told. Across the metal table, a senior officer adjusted his collar, trying not to stare. “Name.” The officer’s voice was steady. Barely. “Logan Walterson.” Not loud. Not aggressive. Just deliberate
CHAPTER 40
POV: Johnny Johnny didn’t drink when he worked. Not when something felt off. The office in his house was dim, a single desk lamp casting a hard cone of light over scattered paper files, printed stills from surveillance footage, and a corkboard nailed with photographs. Barry. Jones. The site layout. The elevator shaft. Johnny leaned back in his chair, remote in hand, eyes locked on the screen. The footage replayed again. And again. And again. He wasn’t watching Jones anymore. He was watching the environment. Timing. Silence. Blind spots. The elevator corridor flickered on the screen — the timestamp blinking 23:47 before glitching forward three seconds. Three seconds. Too clean to be random. He rewound. Paused. Zoomed. The elevator had been declared non-functional that night. According to the maintenance schedule, a technician had been dispatched after multiple complaints. And according to police records — which Johnny had access to through a favor owed — the t
CHAPTER 39
POV: Kai The private investigator arrived at 10:00 a.m. sharp. No handshake. No small talk. He slid a thin folder across Kai’s desk. “You asked for quiet,” he said. “This is quiet.” Kai didn’t sit. He opened the file standing. First page — basic background. Jones. Employment history. Education. Nothing alarming. Then the inconsistencies began. Birth certificate — amended. Hospital listed — no longer operational. Original records — missing. Surname discrepancy at age seven. Guardianship transfer — undocumented. Kai’s pulse slowed. Not in fear. In focus. “This isn’t clerical error,” he said. “No,” the investigator agreed. “This is deliberate restructuring.” Kai flipped to the final page. A name buried in an old municipal archive. Almost erased. Walter. Not Walterson. Just Walter. But the connection thread was there. Thin. Intentional. Kai’s breathing changed. Walter. The same surname that had surfaced decades ago in corporate feuds. The same bloodline
CHAPTER 38
Jones leaned back in his chair slowly. His apartment was too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes every small sound louder than it should be — the fridge humming, traffic passing outside, the faint ticking of the cheap wall clock above the kitchen door. He didn’t feel angry. That was the worst part He felt… removed. Like he was watching his own life from across the room. His phone buzzed. Unknown number. He didn’t answer. It stopped. Buzzed again. This time he picked up. “Hello?” Static. Then a click. No voice. He lowered the phone slowly, staring at it. Someone was testing the line. Or confirming it worked. He tried calling the lawyer Max mentioned. Voicemail. He tried again. Voicemail. He texted. No reply. He opened his messages and scrolled through news alerts. It didn’t take long. CONTRACTOR FOUND DEAD AT PRIVATE SITE. POLICE QUESTION KEY INDIVIDUAL. INSIDE SOURCES SUGGEST INTERNAL DISPUTE. He didn’t need to open the articles to know who that “key individ
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