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Chapter 209: Funeral on Wall Street
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The elevator ride to the 80th floor felt like an ascent into hell, not away from it. The lights flickered rhythmically, marking the dying heartbeat of the building's generator.Jack knelt beside Marcus, applying pressure to the wound in his shoulder. The big man was breathing, but shallowly. His skin, briefly a miracle of living silver, was now grey and clammy."Hold on," Jack whispered. "Don't you dare die on me."The doors pinged open. The Medical Suite.Elena was waiting. She didn't scream when she saw the blood. She went into matriarch mode. " stretcher! Now!" she ordered the two remaining guards. They rushed forward, lifting Marcus's massive frame onto the gurney."The bleeding won't stop," Jack said, his hands slick with his best friend's blood. "He lost too much. And the axe... it might have been poisoned.""We have synthesized wolfsbane antidote," Elena said, cutting Marcus's shirt open. "Go, Jack. You can't help him here. You have a war to lead
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The red light of the Sterling family crest, projected like a blood-soaked moon against the storm clouds, did little to warm the interior of the 88th-floor Command Center. If anything, the crimson hue bathing the room made the tension feel surgical, like an operating theater where the patient was already flatlining.Jack Sterling stood by the reinforced glass of the north-facing panoramic window. His left hand, the one etched with the black runes of Entropy, was pressed against the cold pane. He wasn't looking at the city below—there was nothing to see but a black ocean of concrete and fear—he was looking at the spires of the cathedral three blocks away.St. Patrick’s Cathedral. A masterpiece of Neo-Gothic architecture. Usually, it was a symbol of sanctuary. Tonight, illuminated by the erratic flashes of lightning, it looked like a hive."The atmospheric pressure is dropping," Catherine said. She was seated at the central console, her face pale in the
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The Gulfstream G650 didn’t glide into New York; it limped.Jack Sterling sat in the high-backed leather seat, his eyes fixed on the circular window. Outside, the world was a canvas of charcoal and slate, the storm clouds over the Atlantic rolling in with the heaviness of a funeral shroud. But it wasn't the turbulence shaking the ice in his whiskey glass that bothered him. It was the sensation in his left arm.It felt like his veins had been replaced with frozen mercury.He looked down. The expensive fabric of his bespoke suit jacket was tight around his forearm, concealing the "Entropy Hand"—the blackened, rune-etched flesh that was the price of killing a clone of Cain in the Arctic. He flexed his fingers. The movement felt distant, like operating a puppet through thick strings, yet the power humming beneath the skin was nauseatingly immense."Stop staring at it," a voice said, soft but laced with an unshakeable chill.Jack turned. Catherine sat across from him, her laptop open, the b
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