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Chapter 100 — The Counterattack

Author: Rovelt Vell
last update publish date: 2026-09-19 00:10:08

SKY’S POV

We started meeting every other day after that, though never at the same place twice, Amira’s insistence that patterns were exactly what someone like Marcus would notice and use.

“Documentation first,” she said, spreading a folder across Reyes’s kitchen table one evening. “Everything, dated, sourced. If this ever needs to hold up to scrutiny, it can’t just be our word against his.”

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I watched her build a timeline with the same clinical precision she probably once used for patient
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  • Behind the Ice Wall    Chapter 98 — The Money Trail

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  • Behind the Ice Wall    Chapter 97 — Calvin’s Opportunity

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    SKY’S POV Calvin gave me the link before I left the equipment room, his hands shaking as he wrote it down on a scrap of paper rather than risk it appearing anywhere digital that might later be traced back to him. “I don’t know what you’ll find,” he said. “I’ve never actually opened it beyond uploading what I was told to upload. I was too scared to look deeper.” I took the paper without a word, understanding that whatever came next would need careful hands, not the raw anger I was currently fighting to contain. “What happens to me now,” Calvin asked, quiet, before I turned to leave. “Once you take this further.” “I don’t know yet,” I said honestly. “I’m not going to protect you from consequences you’ve earned. I’m also not going to pretend I don’t understand, at least partly, how someone ends up somewhere like this without ever meaning to travel that far.” • Reyes and Marchetti met me at Reyes’s house that evening, the same kitchen table where Amira had first told us about Dami

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