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Chapter 28: Blood and Silence
The man’s face was a mess—nose shattered, lips cracked and leaking blood. His breaths came in short, panicked bursts.
Vi crouched in front of him, calm as ever. Not a single mark on her leather gloves. The blood on the floor, the metallic tang in the air—none of it fazed her. She’d seen worse. She’d done worse.
“Let’s make this simple,” she said, voice low but clear. “You talk. Or I make you scream until you forget your own name.”
The man wheezed through broken teeth. Then he spat—blood and spit mixing as it hit the floor between them.
“Go to hell.”
Vi smiled. Not the kind that brought warmth—but the kind that said, you just made a mistake.
“You first,” she said softly, then reached for the pliers resting beside her boot.
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Upstairs, Isla leaned against the doorway, arms crossed tightly over her chest. The walls weren’t soundproof. She could hear the dull, rhythmic thuds beneath the floor—the sickening silence between each one said more than the screams ever could.
Christopher was at the table, surrounded by scattered pages—printouts, photographs, scribbled notes. He wasn’t reading anymore, just pacing. His gun rested on the edge of the table, untouched but within reach.
“She’s been down there too long,” Isla said, her voice sharp with impatience.
Christopher didn’t look up. “Vi doesn’t rush. She waits for the break. And when it comes, it’s clean.”
Isla turned away from him, her gaze drifting to the rain-soaked skyline outside the window. Everything looked peaceful. But she knew better. This city only played dead.
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Downstairs, the man was barely hanging on. Sweat poured down his face. His arms shook against the zip ties. His eyes—bloodshot and wide—were starting to dart around like a trapped animal’s.
Vi crouched again, holding up one blood-smeared glove.
“You feel that? That dread sitting in your chest? That’s the truth trying to claw its way out. So let it.”
“I can’t,” he croaked. “You don’t know who you’re up against.”
She leaned in close, voice almost a whisper. “I know cowards when I see them. I know desperation. And I know Victor Kane doesn’t protect small fish like you. So here’s your choice: Die for someone who’s already forgotten your name… or talk.”
He blinked rapidly, lips trembling.
“You don’t understand,” he whispered. “She’ll kill me.”
Vi’s eyes narrowed.
“Who?”
A pause. Then, finally—he broke.
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When Vi came back upstairs, she tossed a blood-stained cloth onto the table.
“He cracked. Gave me enough to connect the dots.”
Christopher picked it up, scanned what was written.
“Victor’s using fake identities. Keeps changing cities every forty-eight hours. All his payments are funneled through old shell companies linked to a vault bank in Zurich.”
Isla frowned. “That’s not new.”
Vi shook her head. “But the orders? The real strings? They’re coming from someone called ‘The Widow.’”
Isla went still. “What?”
“She’s been behind at least two major cover-ups. One was an arson case in Copenhagen. The other—a destroyed orphanage in France. Both were hiding illegal operations involving child labor.”
Christopher’s jaw tightened. “She’s not just giving orders.”
“No,” Vi agreed. “She built the empire. Victor’s just her muscle. She’s the real mastermind.”
Isla swallowed hard. Her father had written about an unseen force. A ghost hidden behind old money and whispers. Could this be her?
“I want to face her,” Isla said quietly, almost to herself.
Vi raised an eyebrow. “You’re not ready for that.”
“I don’t care,” Isla replied. Her voice didn’t shake. “I want her to look me in the eye before I destroy her.”
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That night, the storm finally rolled in.
Rain slammed against the windows, thunder rumbling through the walls like distant gunfire. Sleep wouldn’t come. Isla gave up trying. She stepped out onto the balcony barefoot, letting the cold wind soak her through.
She barely noticed when Christopher joined her, a jacket slung loosely over his arm.
“You’ll catch your death out here,” he said.
“I already did,” she murmured. “The day they killed my father.”
He didn’t argue. He just stepped beside her, offering the jacket. She didn’t take it.
“You’re changing,” he said after a moment. “You’re colder now.”
Isla looked up at him. “You think I had a choice?”
“No,” he admitted. “But I still hate watching it happen.”
The kiss that followed wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet.
It was broken.
Messy.
Real.
She clung to him like someone clinging to the edge of a cliff—because even though he wasn’t her cure, even though he had blood on his hands too…
He was all she had left.
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