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Chapter 38: Blueprint for an Execution

Author: Ruthie B
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 01:40:47

Sloane's POV

The data streams on my master terminal were beautiful in their complexity. For forty-eight hours, my automated tracking software had been monitoring the encrypted communications between Sterling Logistics, Victoria Vance, and the remaining dissident board members.

They thought they were operating in a dark corner, completely blind to the fact that every single cell tower ping and digital document transfer was being audited directly by my terminal.

I tapped the screen, bringing up
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