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My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 96
Undisclosed Research Facility – 72 Hours Later The sterile white lab hummed with the sound of machines that never slept, their screens casting an eerie blue-green glow over Eli's face as Griffin adjusted the neural stabilizer with the precision of a surgeon. The facility stretched deep underground, carved from bedrock and shielded from satellite detection—a ghost facility that officially didn't exist, funded by black budgets and darker intentions. The air tasted of ozone and antiseptic, heavy with the weight of secrets and suffering.Griffin's fingers danced over the holographic interface, lines of code streaming across translucent displays as he worked to unravel years of psychological conditioning and neural manipulation. Each adjustment required delicate calibration—too aggressive and Eli's mind could fragment completely, too gentle and the embedded programming would reassert itself like a virus in his bloodstream."It'll take time," Griffin murmured, his voice barely audible ove
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 95
Aircraft – En Route to Unknown Location The sunrise painted the clouds gold and crimson as Griffin bandaged Eli's wounds with supplies from the VTOL's comprehensive medical kit, his hands working with steady precision despite the aircraft's subtle vibration through the atmosphere. They flew above commercial air traffic lanes, their stealth coating and electronic countermeasures rendering them invisible to both civilian radar and military tracking systems. Below them, the world continued its mundane rotation while they planned the next phase of a war that most people would never know was being fought.Eli sat motionless as Griffin worked, his mismatched eyes focused on something beyond the horizon line visible through the aircraft's windows. The partial neural deprogramming had left him in a state of psychological flux—memories returning in fragments, emotional responses fluctuating between human warmth and conditioned coldness. He was healing, but healing from the type of damage he'
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ESCAPE Lab Underground Tunnel – 17 Minutes Later Smoke filled the corridors like malevolent fog as alarms wailed their electronic dirge, emergency lighting casting everything in hellish red that made the sterile white walls look like they were painted with blood. The acrid smell of burning electronics mixed with cordite and something else—something organic and unpleasant that spoke of violence recently concluded. James led the way through passages that had become a maze of shadows and death, his massive frame moving with surprising grace as gunfire echoed behind them like thunder in a confined space.The facility's defensive systems had held longer than expected, forcing their attackers to breach through multiple choke points while automated defenses extracted a bloody toll. But corporate mercenaries were equipped for exactly this type of scenario, and their equipment included countermeasures for every defensive protocol the facility could deploy. What had begun as an organized ta
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Lab Perimeter – 3 Minutes Later Black SUVs screeched to a halt outside the facility's concealed entrance, their armored hulls gleaming like beetles in the pre-dawn darkness. Armed men spilled out like shadows given substance, their movements coordinated with the precision of operators who had conducted this type of raid dozens of times before. Night vision goggles and tactical gear made them look less than human—death walking on two legs, equipped with the latest in military technology and utterly devoid of conscience."Pharmaceutical strike team," James growled, slamming the reinforced door shut with a metallic clang that echoed through the facility like a death knell. His massive frame blocked the portal completely as magnetic locks engaged with electronic whines. "Corporate mercenaries. The kind that make problems disappear permanently."Through the facility's external cameras, they could see the assault team deploying with textbook efficiency. Snipers took overwatch positions on
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Undisclosed Research Facility – 72 Hours Later The sterile white lab hummed with the sound of machines that never slept, their screens casting an eerie blue-green glow over Eli's face as Griffin adjusted the neural stabilizer with the precision of a surgeon. The facility stretched deep underground, carved from bedrock and shielded from satellite detection—a ghost facility that officially didn't exist, funded by black budgets and darker intentions. The air tasted of ozone and antiseptic, heavy with the weight of secrets and suffering. Griffin's fingers danced over the holographic interface, lines of code streaming across translucent displays as he worked to unravel years of psychological conditioning and neural manipulation. Each adjustment required delicate calibration—too aggressive and Eli's mind could fragment completely, too gentle and the embedded programming would reassert itself like a virus in his bloodstream. "It'll take time," Griffin murmured, his voice barely audible o
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Sunrise Over the Safehouse – 6:02 AM Twin B—Eli, Griffin had learned to call him, a name their brother had chosen for himself in the rare moments when he was allowed to be more than just a weapon—sat slumped against the massive oak tree that marked the safehouse's perimeter. The neural stabilizer hummed softly on his temples, its gentle electromagnetic field helping to maintain the fragile equilibrium between his natural neural patterns and the artificial conditioning that had shaped him into a killer.Three hours had passed since the confrontation, three hours of careful conversation and shared memories that had begun the delicate process of untangling a lifetime of manufactured hatred. Griffin sat cross-legged beside him, monitoring the stabilizer's readouts while simultaneously running psychological analysis protocols through his enhanced consciousness. The data was encouraging—Eli's stress indicators were declining steadily, his neural patterns showing increased coherence as the
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