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Chapter 12 — The Quiet Alignment

Author: Aveline Voss
last update publish date: 2026-04-30 08:50:48

The law offices of Sterling, Vance & Hayes smelled of lemon polish and expensive billable hours. Sitting at the far end of the glass conference table, I clicked my Montblanc pen and signed the final page of the injunction.

"That’s it, then," murmured David Cole, the lead intellectual property attorney. He slid the document into a manila envelope. "The cease and desist for the V3 core algorithm is active. Carter Tech has forty-eight hours to strip your proprietary code from their servers. Fail
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