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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Loose End

Author: Patrick Chukwu
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 02:39:59

The message from Victor Adeyemi hung in the air like a noose, its implications tightening around Amara's throat with every passing hour. Well played. But legacies endure. - V.A. She stared at her phone screen in the dim light of the mansion's library, the words blurring as exhaustion clawed at her. It had been three days since Benson's arrest, three days of police interviews, board meetings, and a fragile peace that felt like glass ready to shatter. KaluTech's shares had stabilized, buoyed by Amara's inherited stake and Ezekiel's strategic maneuvers, but Victor's escape from prison cast a long shadow over their victory.

"How is this possible?" Amara asked, pacing the room. Ezekiel sat at the desk, his laptop open to a stream of security feeds and police reports. Ifeanyi lounged in an armchair, his face etched with the weariness of a man who'd spent years running, only to find the chase wasn't over.

"Corruption," Ezekiel said flatly, his fingers flying over the keys. "Victor's network
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    The message from Victor Adeyemi hung in the air like a noose, its implications tightening around Amara's throat with every passing hour. Well played. But legacies endure. - V.A. She stared at her phone screen in the dim light of the mansion's library, the words blurring as exhaustion clawed at her. It had been three days since Benson's arrest, three days of police interviews, board meetings, and a fragile peace that felt like glass ready to shatter. KaluTech's shares had stabilized, buoyed by Amara's inherited stake and Ezekiel's strategic maneuvers, but Victor's escape from prison cast a long shadow over their victory."How is this possible?" Amara asked, pacing the room. Ezekiel sat at the desk, his laptop open to a stream of security feeds and police reports. Ifeanyi lounged in an armchair, his face etched with the weariness of a man who'd spent years running, only to find the chase wasn't over."Corruption," Ezekiel said flatly, his fingers flying over the keys. "Victor's network

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