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CHAPTER 18
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My hand had risen to my mouth. The betrayal by David and Chloe felt small and clean next to this poisoned memory."That is... monstrous.""It was Tuesday," Liam said. The simple statement was worse than any rant. "He taught me many things this way. How to break a knee with a tire iron. How to spot a liar by the pulse in their neck. How to make a threat without raising your voice. Love was a transaction. Weakness was a sin. The only thing he ever gave me freely was his contempt.""How did you... become this?" I asked, gesturing to the room, to the code he lived by."I decided his world was right about one thing, strength is everything." He met my gaze. "But I defined strength differently. Not as the capacity for cruelty. But as the power to impose order. My order. One where the innocent –do not get used as teaching aids in warehouses."He walked away from the window; toward a corner of the large room, I had never really noticed. It was draped with a heavy, dark cloth. "He died of a he
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ALEXANDRA’S POVThe storm did not break. It settled in. It wrapped the cliff in a roaring, grey fist. For two days, the world outside the glass was a blur of wind and water. The sea was a churning beast. The sky was the color of wet stone.The sound was constant. A low, booming fury, it vibrated on the concrete floor. It hummed in the glass.The silence inside grew heavier.Kaela was a ghost. She performed her duties. She brought food. She did her security sweeps. Her eyes were always scanning, but she seemed part of the storm –a natural, relentless force.Liam stayed in the operations room for hours. But even he had to emerge. To eat. To pace. The storm limited satellite signals. His digital empire flickered. He was forced into the open space, into the shared air.We orbited each other. Two planets in a small, pressurized system. We did not speak. The memory of our last conversation hung between us. The word lonely. It was an exposed wire. We both avoided it.On the third morning of
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She looked back at the painting. The ship was being swallowed by the waves. "I don't have an aunt in Maine.""I know.”We stood in silence for a moment, the storm providing the noise we lacked."They believed me," she said, almost to herself. "I was good at it.""Lying is a survival skill," I said. "You learn it young, or you don't survive."This made her look at me again. A searching look. She was trying to see the man behind the protocol. I kept my face neutral."Is that what you learned?" she asked."It is what was required." I changed the subject. The direction was too personal. "The doctor is arranged. The day after tomorrow. Kaela will take you."Her hand moved instinctively to her stomach. A flicker of hope, quickly masked by wariness. "Is it safe?""Safer than not knowing. We will take precautions."She nodded, accepting this. Her eyes drifted back to the storm outside. "It feels like we're in the middle of that." She nodded toward the painting."We are," I said. "The trick is
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LIAM’S POVThe first week on the cliff was a study in silence and protocol.My world narrowed to two rooms. The operations room, humming with data. And the main room, with its impossible view. I managed the empire from a console. Marcos was my eyes in the city. The numbers still flowed. Deals were made. Problems were solved. But it was all digital, remote. A ghost running a machine.Kaela was the constant between my two worlds. She moved between them, delivering reports, standing guard. She was a perfect instrument. She asked no questions. She simply performed.Alexandra Reed was the variable. The unpredictable element in my secure equation.She kept to her room for most of the first day. Shock, I assumed. On the second day, she began to move. She explored the permitted areas with the cautious steps of a zoo animal. She used the small gym, running on the treadmill with a fierce, focused energy. She stood for long periods at the great window, watching the sea change color.She did not
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I followed her to the hidden door in the wall. The hallway beyond was softly lit, wider than I expected. It curved, following the shape of the cliff. We passed a closed door. “Operations,” Kaela said. I could hear the faint hum of electronics from behind it.Further down, she opened another door.The room was small, but not cramped. There was a bed, a chair, a small desk built into the wall. Another narrow window slit showed a slice of dark sky and sea. There was a door to a small, private bathroom. It was all clean, neutral, empty. It felt like a very nice cell."Your things will be provided," Kaela said. "Clothes, toiletries. They will be simple. Dinner will be in one hour. Do not leave this room until I come for you.""Or what?" The question slipped out, tired and bitter.Kaela looked at me. Her dark eyes were impossible to read. "Or you might trigger a security protocol. Or you might walk in on a strategy session. Or you might see something that will frighten you more. It is for y
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ALEXANDRA POVThe stairwell was cold. It smelled of concrete and dust. My arm burned. Each heartbeat pulsed a fresh heartbeat pulsed a fresh throb of heat through the wound. Kaela led the way down, her steps silent and sure. Liam was behind me. His presence was a wall at my back. I could not see his face, but I could feel his eyes scanning the shadows above and below us.We did not speak. The only sounds were our footsteps and the harsh rhythm of my own breathing. I focused on the steps. One after another. We went down for a long time. Past the penthouse level. Past where the normal elevators would stop. Deeper.We reached a door. It was heavy steel, painted grey. Kaela pressed her hand against a small black panel. A light scanned her palm. The door unlocked with a solid clunk. She pulled it open.Beyond was a garage. But it was not a normal one. It was small, stark, and lit by harsh white lights. Three vehicles waited. They were not the sleek, black cars I expected. One was a battere
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