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Chapter 50: The Hunt Begins

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Killian doesn't just want to win. He wants to obliterate.

I could see it in the way his fingers tapped against his coffee cup, in the stillness that settled over him when Alec spread new intelligence across our dining table. The morning light that streamed through the penthouse windows catches the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the cold calculating in his eyes.

“Seventeen companies,” Alec says, pointing to red pins scattered across a map of the United States. “All tech startups, all targeted in the past eighteen months. Same pattern—board infiltration, strategic leaks, hostile takeover attempts.”

“All Vivian's work?” I ask, studying the geographic spread.

“Her and her consortium. They've been systematically acquiring promising tech companies, gutting the leadership, then flipping them for massive profits.” Alec's finger traces connections between the pins. “Your company was just the biggest prize.”

Killian sets down his cup with controlled precision. “How many succeeded?”

“Twe
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