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The Target That Changed
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07.04.2026 12:32:12
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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
UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME Two Versions Of The Night
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.
UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME The Man In The Rearview Mirror
“…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 Road That Night
The rain hasn’t stopped. It pours across the rooftop like the city itself is trying to wash away everything that just happened. Margaret Lawson kneels on the concrete, restrained by security, but she still looks composed. Too composed. Like a woman who has been waiting a long time to say what she just said. “You still think the crash was an accident.” The words echo in my head. My pulse pounds harder. “What do you mean?” Marcus demands. Margaret glances at him. “You’re smart, Marcus. Try connecting the dots.” Marcus runs a hand through his soaked hair. “You funded both sides of the corporate war.” “Yes.” “You manipulated the board.” “Yes.” “You tried to kill Adrian tonight.” “That part was more improvisational.” Marcus gestures toward me. “And the crash?” Margaret’s gaze slides slowly toward me. “That wasn’t my plan.” The air seems to freeze. Adrian steps closer. “Then explain it.” Margaret studies him carefully. “You really never told her?” Adrian’s voice is flat.
UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME The One Thing He Never Betrayed
The gunshot cracks through the storm. For a moment, I can’t breathe. Security lunges forward. Marcus tackles Margaret from the side, knocking her arm upward. The bullet slams into the steel communications tower instead of Adrian. The sound echoes across the rooftop like thunder. Chaos erupts. “Gun down!” someone shouts. Margaret struggles, but three guards pin her arms behind her back. The weapon clatters across the wet concrete. My pulse is still racing. Adrian moves immediately—toward me. His hands grip my shoulders, scanning my face, my arms, my body like he’s searching for blood. “Are you hurt?” “I’m fine,” I whisper. But my mind is spinning. Because Margaret’s words are still echoing in my head. The person funding both sides of the war… was me. Marcus drags Margaret upright. Rain runs down her face, but she’s still smiling. “You really thought you were the smartest one in the room, Adrian.” His expression turns cold. “You nearly killed everyone here.” “I only aime
UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME The Woman With The Gun
The gun doesn’t shake. That’s the first thing I notice. Margaret Lawson stands at the stairwell entrance, rain sliding down the shoulders of her dark coat, her hair damp against her face. But the gun in her hand is perfectly steady. And it’s aimed directly at Adrian. My breath catches. “Margaret?” Her eyes flick to me briefly. Not with guilt. Not even with hesitation. Just calculation. “Hello, Alessa.” Behind me, the security team shifts, weapons rising. “Drop the weapon!” one of them shouts. Margaret doesn’t move. “Don’t,” she says calmly. Her finger tightens slightly on the trigger. “If any of you fire, he dies first.” Adrian doesn’t react. He simply watches her. Quiet. Focused. “You shouldn’t have come here,” he says. Margaret smiles faintly. “I could say the same to you.” Marcus mutters under his breath. “Oh, this just keeps getting better.” My father watches the scene with surprising interest. Like he’s observing a chess match. “Margaret,” I say slow
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