CHAPTER 40
Author: Memegold
last update2026-09-03 23:33:18

Victor Draycott sat alone in his study three nights after the depot standoff, three separate reports spread across his desk in the careful, methodical arrangement of a man who had spent decades learning to see patterns other people missed entirely. The study itself reflected that same careful discipline, dark wood shelving lined with legal texts he rarely opened anymore, a single lamp casting warm light across a desk that had seen three decades of decisions most of the city would never know he'
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    "I need to tell you both something," I said, once the initial shock of Dietrich's name had settled enough for coherent conversation. "About the years before Meridian. About what I actually did during that time, and why his name means something to me that goes beyond a professional rivalry."The room had gone quiet in the particular way it did before something significant, Sienna settled beside me, Nadia still resting in the next room, and even the low hum of Wren's monitors seemed to fade into background noise against the weight of what I was finally about to say out loud.Wren and Cross exchanged a glance, some silent communication passing between two people who had clearly wondered about this exact gap in my history for years without ever pushing me to fill it."You don't owe us your entire past," Wren said carefully. "Whatever you did before Meridian, Kade, it built the man who came back for his sister. I've never needed more than that to trust you.""I know," I said. "But this aff

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