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Chapter 103 – The Coup in the Shadows

Author: JDHWS
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The city didn’t fall to bombs or bullets this time. It began to rot in whispers.

Three weeks after Silas Crane’s declaration, Garden Metro no longer burned—but it trembled. His soldiers hadn’t stormed the gates again; instead, they melted into the crowd, dressed like workers, merchants, council clerks. Every night brought new rumors, each one designed to divide: Elara’s losing control. The docks are starving. The Black Sun will restore stability.

Lena slammed the latest report onto Elara’s desk. “It’s everywhere. Flyers, coded broadcasts, even council members repeating his words. He’s poisoning them from the inside.”

Elara rubbed at her temples, exhaustion seeping into her bones. “He’s stopped fighting with guns. Now he’s fighting with memory.”

Vincent leaned against the window, watching the rain streak down the glass. “He’s buying loyalty with nostalgia. Half the city still remembers Cassidy’s order. Crane’s offering them the illusion of it without her cruelty.”

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