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The Rescue

Author: Phylicia Ines
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The warehouse district was a graveyard of steel and shadows, half-drowned in fog. The car rolled to a stop two blocks short of The Glassworks, its windows shrouded in grime, its hollow belly once alive with molten fire. Now, it pulsed faintly with a rhythm—red light strobing against the mist, reflecting off puddles like blood.

Liora gripped the door handle before the engine died. “I’m going.”

“No.” Varian didn’t even look at her. He was already sliding a magazine into his weapon with a snap too sharp to argue against. “You stay here. Bram and I clear.”

Her jaw locked. “You’re not leaving me behind. She’s my daughter.”

“She’s my responsibility,” he shot back. The words came like a blade, deliberate, meant to wound.

Liora recoiled, then shoved forward, heat rising to her face. “You don’t get to own her. Or me.”

Finally, his eyes cut to hers—dark, volatile, the storm she’d been circling for weeks. “You think this is a debate? It’s war. And in war, liability gets people killed.”

Her hands
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  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Rescue

    The warehouse district was a graveyard of steel and shadows, half-drowned in fog. The car rolled to a stop two blocks short of The Glassworks, its windows shrouded in grime, its hollow belly once alive with molten fire. Now, it pulsed faintly with a rhythm—red light strobing against the mist, reflecting off puddles like blood.Liora gripped the door handle before the engine died. “I’m going.”“No.” Varian didn’t even look at her. He was already sliding a magazine into his weapon with a snap too sharp to argue against. “You stay here. Bram and I clear.”Her jaw locked. “You’re not leaving me behind. She’s my daughter.”“She’s my responsibility,” he shot back. The words came like a blade, deliberate, meant to wound.Liora recoiled, then shoved forward, heat rising to her face. “You don’t get to own her. Or me.”Finally, his eyes cut to hers—dark, volatile, the storm she’d been circling for weeks. “You think this is a debate? It’s war. And in war, liability gets people killed.”Her hands

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Quiet War

    The city outside hummed with unnatural quiet. The air was heavy, a silence that came not from peace but from fear, the kind of silence that grew when people knew something was wrong but couldn’t put it into words.Inside the penthouse, Varian’s war room stretched like the brain of a machine—screens, maps, red pins crawling across districts, silent operators taking calls in clipped bursts.But there were no headlines. No reporters on the trail, no police briefings. The chaos was being scrubbed from the surface, every ripple drowned beneath steel.Varian made sure of it.“No press, no leaks,” he said, pacing behind the long table where Ines sat with her laptop. “Not a whisper. They get their headlines, we lose the shadow. We can’t afford that.”Liora, arms wrapped around Wren’s blanket, spoke for the first time in an hour. “So you just bury it? A child stolen out of a hospital, and the city acts like it never happened?”“Yes.” Varian’s tone left no margin.Her voice sharpened. “She isn’

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Cage Tightens

    The penthouse windows glowed faint with the reflected chaos of a city that had just been throttled. Bridges sealed. Checkpoints bristling. Drones carving lines across the sky. River traffic at a standstill, boats pulled to shore under Varian’s orders. The city breathed under his hand now, every artery clamped.Liora stood by the glass, pale and trembling. “You locked down the entire city?”Varian didn’t look up from the satellite feed spread across his table. His jaw worked, a tic of muscle in his temple. “Not the entire city. Just the parts they can escape through.”“Which is all of it.”He flicked a finger, sending another set of icons red. “Then you understand why I had no choice.”She turned on him, eyes rimmed from smoke and tears. “She’s not a shipment, Varian. You don’t get to blockade a city like you’re choking a vein.”“I get to do whatever it takes,” he said flatly. “Because they touched her.”Ines entered without knocking, her phone in hand. Her heels clicked sharp, impatie

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   The Vanishing

    The clinic’s waiting area hummed with its usual low rhythm: the shuffle of papers, the muted ring of phones, and the sigh of patients sitting with their worries. Wren had been coloring quietly at the little children’s table, her head bent, her hand gripping a crayon as if the world depended on filling in every corner.Then the alarm shrieked.Red lights strobed across the ceiling. A siren wailed, jagged and relentless.“Attention. Fire alarm activated. Please evacuate the building immediately,” the intercom blared.Smoke began to curl from the vents—thin, artificial, chemical-scented.Liora jumped to her feet, clutching Wren’s small backpack, eyes wide. “What—”Bram was already moving. “This isn’t a standard drill.” He scanned the exits, his hand drifting near the concealed weapon at his side.Varian didn’t move at all. His gaze flicked once to the smoke, then to the panicked staff lingfunnelling people toward the main exit. His face emptied, the mask snapping down—calm, unreadable, t

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   Reversals

    Marius Leth’s office always smelt faintly of leather and ink. The walls were lined with books that looked like they’d never been opened, case law stacked to the ceiling in tidy intimidation. Liora sat opposite him, smoothing her palms over her knees, staring at the sheen of his oak desk.“I want to pause the case,” she said.Marius didn’t even blink. He sat back, his dark suit folding neatly, like the man himself had been pressed from starch. “Pause?”“Yes.” Her voice came steady. “Not withdraw. Not close. Just… pause.”He folded his hands. “Liora, custody filings don’t freeze like an unfinished chess game. Once you set pieces on the board, the other side moves.”“I don’t want more moves. Not now.”“And why is that?” His gaze was sharp, clinical.She hesitated. Because he’s been different. Because he carried Wren into the panic room like his body was armor. Because he read her a bedtime story last night without looking at the words.“Because it’s not the right time,” she said instead.

  • Blood Ties And Silk Chains   Ghost Inside

    The penthouse, usually humming with ordered precision, felt brittle that night. Guards were rotated twice as often, cameras blinked like restless eyes, and every elevator ride carried suspicion.Ines stood in the kitchen with a tablet clutched to her chest, scanning staff logs. “Three people had the clearance to access the garage feed during the convoy,” she said.Varian leaned against the counter, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, tension cutting the sharp line of his jaw. “Names.”“Marco. Deyna. Tomas.”Liora folded her arms, voice sharp. “You trust them?”Ines hesitated. “I’ve worked with all three for years. They bleed for this house.”“Someone bled us tonight,” Varian cut in, his tone steel. “And I don’t believe in coincidence.”Later, when Wren tugged at Liora’s sleeve and whispered, “Mama, story?” Varian’s gaze flicked over.“Go,” he said quietly. “I’ll handle this.”“No,” Liora replied, jaw tight. “You’re not turning staff into suspects without proof.”He studied her. “Proof

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