Chapter 93: The Echo ChamberThree days after returning from Washington, Sophia found herself navigating a new kind of battlefield—one that wasn’t on a witness stand or buried in flash drives. The silence of the house was deceptive; it masked a mounting tension, a sense that the dust hadn’t truly se
Chapter 92: FalloutThe days that followed the article’s release were a blur of interviews, legal consultations, and unending phone calls. Sophia’s name trended on social media, alternately hailed as a hero and condemned as a traitor to her family legacy. The truth had come out—but it had torn throu
Chapter 91: WhistleblowerSophia woke the next morning to the sound of rain tapping gently against the windowpane. Her first instinct was to check her phone. No new messages, no new threats. But the message from last night still sat like a shadow in her notifications: We know what you're doing. Stop
Chapter 90: Shadows at the DoorThe morning came gray and slow, the sky weighted with clouds that pressed down like the thoughts in Sophia’s head. The house was quiet save for the ticking grandfather clock in the hallway and the occasional murmur of Katherine talking to herself as she played in the
Chapter 89: Echoes Through the WireMarcus's apartment was dark when we stepped inside, save for the glow of the computer monitors lining one corner of the living room. He locked the door behind us, then double-checked the windows, paranoid but not wrong to be."They moved fast," he muttered. "Too f
Chapter 88: Ghosts in the LabThe wind howled around the rooftop, stirring my coat as I stood on the edge of Henderson Tower. From up here, the city looked like it had secrets of its own—lights blinking like code, streets sprawling like veins of a living thing. But the truth I was hunting wasn’t out