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CHAPTER 10 — ASHES AND ECHOES
Smoke clawed the air like a living thing. The blast had gutted the upper level, glass raining down in molten shards as Christopher hit the floor, rolling beneath a fallen beam.The ringing in his ears blurred sound into chaos, shouting, footsteps, the staccato hiss of fire meeting rain. Ariella’s voice cut through it all. “Christopher!”He blinked through the haze, vision swimming. The office was half-collapsed, fire licking its edges. She was still tied to the chair, but the ropes were scorched, half-burned through.He dragged himself up, blood streaking his temple. “Don’t move!”“I wasn’t planning to,” she rasped, coughing. “What the hell did you set off?”“Something I hoped I wouldn’t need.”He reached her just as a metal beam gave way behind them, crashing through the glass wall. The shockwave knocked them both forward. He landed hard, half-shielding her with his body.“Untie me,” she gasped. “Now!”He cut the ropes with a fragment of steel. “You can thank me later.”She shot him
CHAPTER 9 — THE LONG WALK
Rain thickened into fog as Christopher left the car behind. The streets bled light; sodium lamps flickered in pale halos, reflections trembling on the slick pavement.His breath clouded before him, matching the rhythm of his steps. measured, deliberate, unstoppable.He checked the address again on the glowing phone screen. NORTH DOCK. WAREHOUSE 17. Every part of him said trap, but traps were just truths waiting to be exposed.The wind carried the low hum of the river, metal against metal, the groan of ships moored in the dark. Somewhere far off, thunder grumbled like a warning.Lila (over comm): “You’re still on the grid, Chris. You sure you want that?”Christopher: “If I go dark, he’ll think I’m hiding. Let him watch.”She sighed softly through the line. “There’s a difference between bait and martyrdom.”“Funny,” he said. “You never minded the first when it wasn’t your neck.”A pause, static crackled with unspoken tension.The old dock road curved toward the river. Ahead, the warehou
CHAPTER 8 — THE EDGE OF TRUTH
The tires screamed against wet asphalt as Lila sped through the empty streets. Rain had returned, falling harder now, sheets of water blurring the city into streaks of silver and black.The video feed’s last frame burned in both their minds: Ariella’s terrified face, Crowe’s calm shadow behind her.Christopher hadn’t spoken for a full minute. When he finally did, his voice was cold and deliberate.“Where is she?”Lila’s eyes stayed on the road. “We don’t know yet.”“You mean you don’t know.”Her grip tightened on the wheel. “If I knew, we’d already be there.”He leaned closer, tone sharp. “Don’t lie to me now.”“I’m not”“Lila.” His voice cut through hers, quiet but final. “You’ve been one step ahead of me since the night I met you. Don’t tell me you don’t know where he’s keeping her.”For a heartbeat, the only sound was the engine’s growl and the rhythmic thud of the wipers. Then Lila said, “You don’t understand how Crowe works.”“Try me.”She shot him a quick glance, then back to th
CHAPTER 7 — THE COST OF SECRETS
The city was still asleep when the car slipped through its backstreets, headlights dimmed, rain whispering over the roof.Christopher sat in the back seat, hands still red from the cable ties that had held him hours ago. Lila drove, wordless, her reflection fractured in the mirror.Neither of them had spoken since the power went out. Since he walked in. Crowe. The name felt like a shadow that didn’t belong to just one man.It clung to everything, the air, the silence, the faint scent of gun oil that still lingered in Christopher’s coat.He watched the streets roll by: shuttered shops, sleeping windows, a neon sign flickering over a closed café. Ordinary London, painted in midnight and fear. Finally, he broke the silence. “He let us go.”Lila’s grip tightened on the wheel. “He wanted us to go.”“Why?” She didn’t answer.Christopher leaned back, voice low. “If he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t have wasted the theatrics.”“That’s exactly why you should be scared,” she said. “He doesn’t wast
CHAPTER 6 — FRACTURE
Silence settled like smoke after the storm. The rain had passed, leaving only its ghosts, drops sliding down the window, the faint hiss of water dripping from the eaves. The room smelled of wet stone and electricity.Christopher sat in the half-dark, wrists bound to a chair with cable ties. His shirt clung to him, streaked with mud, but his posture was calm, too calm, the kind that came from years of hiding behind masks.Across from him, Lila stood by the window, her back to him, phone pressed to her ear. “No, he’s secure,” she said softly. “Yes. Alone. No, she ran.”A pause. Her voice lowered. “Crowe wants what he always wants. But this time, he’s not the only one watching.”She ended the call and turned. The room was lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp, casting her face in gold and shadow. The contrast made her eyes look almost kind, until she spoke.“You’re quieter than I remember,” she said.“Observation, or complaint?” he asked.“Both.”She crossed the room, her heels sile
CHAPTER 5 — BLACKOUT
Darkness swallowed the corridor whole. No light, no sound but the rain hammering against glass and Ariella’s sharp, uneven breathing. “Christopher?” she gasped.“I’m here.” His hand found hers in the dark, warm, steady, grounding. “Stay low. Don’t make a sound.”“Who are they?”“Not friends.”From the far end of the hall came the echo of boots, deliberate, synchronized. The kind of sound that carried discipline, not panic. Ariella whispered, “They’re inside the house.”He squeezed her hand once, a silent warning. “Move.”They slipped along the wall, guided by the faint glow from the storm outside. Every flash of lightning cut the world into snapshots, overturned chairs, rain pouring through shattered windows, Lila’s silhouette now vanished.Ariella’s mind spun. Her husband, her driver, was leading her through her own home like a man who’d broken into it before. Every word, every lie, every moment they’d shared collided inside her like shrapnel.“Christopher,” she whispered, her voice
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