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The Night Before The Vote

last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-24 21:14:39

“They won’t be there.”

Marcus’s words echo long after the call ends.

The silence inside the penthouse feels heavier now, like the air itself knows something dangerous is moving toward us.

I slowly lower the phone.

Adrian hasn’t moved.

“What does he mean?” I ask.

Adrian studies my face for a moment before answering.

“It means someone intends to remove a board member from the equation.”

My stomach tightens. “Remove… how?”

His voice stays calm, but there’s steel beneath it.

“In corporate terms? Pr
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    The name echoes in my head. Victor Salazar. For a moment, the rooftop disappears. Because I remember him. Not clearly. But enough. Tall. Controlled. Always dressed in dark suits. The man who stood at the end of the boardroom table after the crash, speaking calmly about corporate stability. Marcus breaks the silence first. “You’re telling me Victor Salazar ordered the hit?” Margaret shrugs slightly. “I’m telling you he had the most to gain.” Adrian’s expression is colder than I’ve ever seen it. “That’s not proof.” “No,” Margaret agrees. “But it’s a pattern.” The rain keeps falling around us. Marcus rubs the back of his neck. “Let’s rewind.” He points toward Margaret. “You’re saying Salazar wanted Adrian dead.” “Yes.” “And when the crash erased Alessa’s memory…” “He adjusted the plan.” Marcus exhales slowly. “Jesus.” My chest tightens. “What plan?” Margaret gestures toward the city skyline. “Reyes Holdings without Adrian Reyes.” Adrian says nothing. But I feel the tens

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Enemy Inside

    The storm seems quieter now. Not because the rain has stopped. But because every person on the rooftop is thinking the same thing. Someone inside Reyes Holdings. Margaret’s words linger like a shadow across the concrete. “The one person who benefited most from you losing those three years.” Marcus exhales slowly. “Alright.” He looks around the rooftop. “Let’s stop and think before we start accusing random executives.” Adrian hasn’t moved. His gaze is fixed on Margaret. “You’re implying someone in my company ordered the crash.” “Yes.” “Why?” Margaret shrugs slightly. “Because timing matters.” Marcus folds his arms. “Explain.” She nods toward me. “Three years ago, Alessa discovered something inside Reyes Holdings.” I feel the tension return to my chest. “The second set of accounts.” Marcus nods. “Yes.” “But those weren’t the real problem,” Margaret continues. Adrian’s voice lowers. “Then what was?” Margaret studies him carefully. “You built a war chest.” “Yes.” “Offs

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Father’s Move

    “Ask him.” Margaret’s voice is calm. Too calm. All eyes turn toward my father. Eduardo Valez stands exactly where he has been since this conversation started—unmoved, composed, rain sliding down the shoulders of his coat. For a long moment, no one speaks. Marcus breaks first. “You’re saying Valez sent the SUV?” Margaret shrugs slightly despite the guards holding her. “I’m saying I didn’t.” Marcus exhales slowly. “That’s not the same thing.” Adrian’s gaze sharpens. “No,” he says quietly. “But it narrows the field.” My pulse pounds in my ears as I turn toward my father. “Did you?” The question leaves my mouth before I can stop it. For the first time tonight, Eduardo Valez hesitates. It’s subtle. Barely visible. But I see it. And so does Adrian. Marcus mutters under his breath. “Well, that’s not comforting.” My father exhales slowly. “I didn’t order a crash.” My chest tightens. “That’s not what I asked.” He meets my eyes. “I did not instruct anyone to kill you.” The word

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Target That Changed

    The rain hasn’t slowed. If anything, the storm feels heavier now, pressing down on the rooftop like the city itself is listening. Margaret’s last words echo in my mind. She became the more valuable target. My pulse pounds. Marcus is the first to react. “That doesn’t make sense.” Margaret lifts an eyebrow. “Doesn’t it?” Marcus shakes his head. “No. Killing Alessa would have made the corporate war worse, not better.” Adrian’s voice is low and controlled. “Explain your logic.” Margaret studies him carefully. “You’re assuming the goal was still the corporate war.” Marcus frowns. “What else would it be?” Margaret turns toward me. “You.” The single word lands like a stone in my chest. Marcus groans softly. “This again.” But Margaret continues. “Three years ago, Alessa Valez was more than an architect.” I blink. “What does that mean?” She gestures toward my father. “She was Valez Urban Development’s quiet successor.” Eduardo Valez doesn’t deny it. Marcus mutters under his

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    The rain continues to hammer the rooftop. But the storm inside my head is louder. Margaret’s version of the crash hangs in the air like a shadow none of us can ignore. You called your father. You asked him to stop Adrian. For a moment, it almost sounds believable. Almost. Marcus is the first to speak. “No.” The single word cuts through the silence. Margaret turns to him. “You disagree?” “I know you’re twisting the narrative.” Her eyebrow lifts slightly. “Oh?” Marcus gestures toward the rooftop. “Everyone here needs to slow down before this turns into exactly what you want.” Adrian’s eyes narrow slightly. “Explain.” Marcus exhales slowly, rain dripping from his hair. “Margaret just gave us a version of the crash.” “Yes,” Adrian says. “But not the truth.” Margaret rolls her eyes. “Of course the spy has opinions.” Marcus ignores her. “This is important,” he says, looking directly at me. “Because if we let her control the story, we’ll lose track of what actually happened.

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    “…what?” Marcus’s voice cracks across the rooftop. For the first time since I met him, he actually looks stunned. Not defensive. Not calculating. Just… shocked. The security guards react immediately, shifting their weapons toward him. “Easy,” Marcus says quickly, raising both hands higher. “Everyone relax before somebody makes a very stupid decision.” My pulse pounds. Margaret’s smile hasn’t changed. “Interesting reaction,” she murmurs. Marcus glares at her. “You just accused me of attempted murder.” “I pointed out a possibility.” “That’s not a possibility,” Marcus snaps. “That’s insanity.” Adrian hasn’t moved. His eyes remain locked on Marcus, unreadable. “Answer the question,” Adrian says quietly. Marcus exhales sharply. “You seriously think I ran Alessa off the road?” “No,” Adrian replies. “I think you knew about the meeting.” Marcus laughs bitterly. “Of course I knew about the meeting.” The admission sends a ripple through the rooftop. My stomach twists. “You knew

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Man Who Stayed

    The rain hasn’t stopped since afternoon.It drums against the tall windows of the Reyes penthouse, turning the city outside into a blur of gray lights and restless shadows. The sound is relentless, like the city itself is reminding me that storms don’t end just because you want them to.I stand nea

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   An Offer of Alignment

    The words refuse to settle.The call came from inside Reyes Holdings.I stare at Adrian’s phone as if the message might change if I look long enough. But it doesn’t. The investigation team’s report remains on the screen.Call origin traced to internal Reyes Holdings routing hub.My pulse beats hard

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   Lines Of Loyalty

    The words sit between us like a crack in glass.The driver works for your father.For a moment, I’m not sure I heard Adrian correctly. The penthouse office feels suddenly smaller, the air tighter, the silence louder.“My father,” I repeat slowly.“Yes.”Adrian’s voice remains calm, but there’s some

  • UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME   The Space Between Us

    Sleep refuses to come.The city is quieter tonight, but my mind refuses to follow its rhythm. Every time I close my eyes, I see the same thing:Headlights.Rain on the windshield.A dark SUV closing the distance behind my car.And then—Nothing.A missing moment. A piece of time someone erased.I e

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