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Chapter Ten: The Tremble
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The dashboard had gone still.No new pings. No new chatter.Just a void of activity that felt… wrong. The kind of silence that didn’t comfort—it prowled. Like the air itself was crouched, waiting to spring. It pressed in on the walls, thick, suffocating, until even the faintest electronic hum seemed deafening. The room was dim, save for the ghostly glow of multiple monitors casting fractured light over the walls. The only sound was the hum of the processors and the occasional tap of keys as Ethan rechecked logs he already knew were empty. The air felt heavier, charged with an electricity neither of them could name—like a storm building behind glass. The glow painted Ethan’s face in alternating planes of blue and white, shadows cutting harsh angles beneath his eyes, making him look half-machine, half-specter. Cables curled like vines across the floor. Half-drunk mugs of coffee cooled on the side table. Papers—maps, dossiers, schematics—were scattered in a loose perimeter around the
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The Full Moon Verdict Chapter Ten: The Tremble
It started with a whisper.Not the dramatic kind—the sharp beep of a security breach or the blare of an emergency siren. No, this was a soft chime from Ethan’s phone. Subtle. Insidious. The kind of sound that didn't announce disaster—it suggested it.He glanced at the screen.Then he went still.Anna noticed it immediately. She’d been re-buttoning her coat, preparing to leave the restaurant. But his stillness cut through the morning buzz like a scalpel."What is it?" she asked.Ethan slowly rotated the screen toward her.Zurich: Red-Level Alert. Audit Triggered – Holdings under Review.He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.Then his phone vibrated again. But this time, it wasn’t the Caymans.Anonymous leak published. Title: "Inside Kellerman’s Pharma Fortress: The Human Cost of a Billion-Dollar Empire."Anna’s brows rose. "The reporter?"Ethan gave a single nod. “He ran it early.”She exhaled, the sound halfway between a laugh and a curse. “So much for a gentle rollout.”“No. This
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