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Chapter 30 – Reflection Protocol
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The Lancaster estate slept beneath a silver sky.But Elias didn’t.He stood in the lower hall, staring at the closed elevator that led to the war room. Dressed in black. Silent. Still.Charlotte’s words echoed faintly in his head from earlier that evening:“Every time you leave without warning, someone bleeds.”He hadn’t replied.There were no goodbyes this time.No promises.Only a plan.He turned, passed through the hidden stairwell, and exited through the lower tunnel—alone.Three hours later, he was on a cargo flight over the Adriatic.Name: Gavin Rhodes. Profession: Satellite tech consultant. Credentials: Flawless. Courtesy of Sophie.The target: an unmarked bio-research facility outside Verona, buried beneath an old telecom tower, off-grid, blacklisted from every surveillance system Elias had access to.Except one.Shade’s backdoor, planted six months earlier.He’d asked for nothing when she handed him access.Just a warning:“Don’t hesitate. If you flinch, Crane will know yo
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The message arrived without encryption.No masking, no delay.A plain-text transmission, routed through ten obsolete satellites, printed in a single line across a disposable terminal in the Lancaster war room:“He was never meant to be your enemy. Only your replacement.” – C.Silence followed.Sophie stared at the monitor. “It’s not a bluff. The code is clean. No virus, no trap.”Robert muttered, “Then it’s bait.”Julian said nothing.He stood in the corner of the room, eyes locked on the line, his mind still and unblinking.Charlotte stepped beside him.“What do you think he wants?”Julian’s voice was quiet.“He wants a conversation.”Two hours later, Crane’s face appeared on the screen in a secure channel.It wasn’t a broadcast.It was a call.One-to-one.Julian sat alone in the chair, the lights dimmed, the rest of the family watching silently through an adjacent room behind a soundproof wall.Crane looked older.His silver hair was pulled back, his suit immaculate, expression unre
Not Your Typical Live-In Son-In-Law Chapter 30 – Reflection Protocol
The night Elias felt the trigger was the night he stopped dreaming.It began as a flicker.Not pain.Memory.A hallway he had never walked. A scream he had never heard. The smell of iron and ammonia.And then a voice—not his own—whispering from the inside:“Do you remember what you were built for?”He woke in cold sweat.The sheets were tangled. The pillow torn. A fine trail of blood at the edge of his temple from where he’d scraped against the nightstand.The mirror across the room caught his reflection.His face looked the same.But something behind the eyes had changed.Downstairs, Shade watched the logs streaming in from Elias’s biosync monitor.Pulse: elevated. Cognitive cycle: irregular. Neural latency: spiked.She tapped a silent alert to Sophie.Subject E showing signs of sub-surface code execution. Possible trigger pattern. Do NOT engage alone.Julian read the alert an hour later.Then walked out of the room.Charlotte followed him.“You think Crane left something in him?”
Not Your Typical Live-In Son-In-Law Chapter 29 – The Man Without a Name
He stood in the Lancaster foyer like a man entering a myth he didn’t believe in.Marble floors. Carved oak staircases. Light filtering in through a thirty-foot window. A place that looked like power and felt like history.It was too warm. Too still.The replica kept his hands by his sides, fingers twitching slightly from exhaustion, nerves… or memory.Not the programmed kind.The real kind.I have stood here before.But I haven’t.Charlotte was the first to step forward.She didn’t smile. Didn’t reach out.She just looked at him—eyes sharp, unreadable.He had expected suspicion.What he didn’t expect was the… weight of her gaze.Like she wasn’t looking at him.She was looking through him.And trying to see what lived beneath the surface.“Do you remember me?” she asked.He hesitated.Then shook his head.“Not you,” he said softly. “But… I remember the sound of your voice.”A pause.Then Charlotte replied, with a note of something almost kind:“That’s a start.”They didn’t let him upst
Not Your Typical Live-In Son-In-Law Chapter 28 – Null Protocol
The kill code was buried twelve layers deep in the behavioral override tree.It wasn’t labeled “kill,” of course. It was called Null Protocol–Omega, a sanitized name meant to pass through ethical audits and diagnostic loops without tripping alarms.But it wasn’t a shutdown.It wasn’t sleep mode.It was erasure—full neural cascade collapse, designed to collapse the memory grid in 14 seconds flat.Crane entered the authorization key at 03:06 a.m., local server time.The screen blinked once.Then accepted the command:NULL OMEGA ENGAGED. EXECUTION IN: 4:00:00No alerts. No confrontation. The replica would simply… stop.Four hours from now, his entire mind would dissolve into digital smoke.Crane walked away from the terminal without saying a word.But the replica was already awake.He had been dreaming again.Same woman.Same voice.She called him by name—not Julius, not Subject 7—but Julian.He didn’t recoil this time.He reached for her.And woke to silence.The lights in his chamber
Not Your Typical Live-In Son-In-Law Chapter 27 – The Replica’s Crisis
The replica stood at the center of the empty training chamber, sweat dripping down his brow, knuckles bloodied.He had just broken the jaw of the combat instructor sent to spar him. Not out of impulse. Not rage. But because the man had called him the wrong name.“You're Julian Ward, right?”Wrong voice. Wrong tone. Wrong moment.And the replica’s fist connected before he realized he’d moved.Now the instructor was unconscious, teeth scattered across the mat.The replica—Julius Wardell, as Crane called him—stood breathing shallowly, hands shaking.He couldn’t explain why the name felt wrong.It wasn’t that he disliked it.It was that it didn’t fit.Mirra reviewed the combat room footage silently.She replayed the moment of the strike six times.Frame by frame.There was hesitation.Not in the body—but in the eyes.The replica had flinched after he threw the punch, not before.She turned to Crane, who hadn’t spoken yet.“You see it too,” she said.Crane nodded once. “Emotive lag.”“Se
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