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CHAPTER 111

~ETHAN WILDER~ Alina picked up the black box and activated the hologram puzzle. Turns out that only her fingerpirnt can actually activate it. If I held the black box nothing happened. I assumed the retina shot I had experienced the last time was to unlock the first part of the box where the hologram was hidden. To turn on the image again, Alina’s right fingers were required. It was starting to make sense now. The message the masked people had given to Alina was starting to make sense. The black box was here because of me but I couldn't work it out alone. I needed her. I watched her as she peered inquisitively at the puzzle and pushed out her lips thoughtfully. On our way back from we had dinner at a seafood restaurant and as we ate, my thoughts drifted towards the talk of marriage I had with Simeon. I allowed myself to imagine what it would be like if I committed to spend the rest of my life with her. I couldn't picture any other future because despite I hadn't popped the question,

CHAPTER 112

~ETHAN WILDER~I opened my father's diary to the first page.January 1, 1978Nineteen years old and I finally meet the man my father would rather have his lips sewn shut than talk about. That man is my grandfather. Hours ago, he showed up—not for the New Year, but for my birthday. And he is not welcome, despite the sick car he parked just outside our small apartment.January 1, 1978Nineteen years old and I finally meet the man my father would rather have his lips sewn shut than talk about. That man is my grandfather. Hours ago, he showed up—not for the New Year, but for my birthday. And he is not welcome, despite the sick car he parked just outside our small apartment.I knew something was wrong the moment the knock came.My mother had been humming in the kitchen, moving between pots with that quiet excitement she always had on my birthdays. My father had just come back from the store with a small cake—nothing extravagant, but enough. It was supposed to be simple. Warm.Then the kno

CHAPTER 113

~ETHAN WILDER~How much time had passed, I had no idea but I couldn't drop the diary just yet. I was already done with the yogurt but I wasn't ready to yet another yet so with myJanuary 1, 1982I am writing this from the backseat of one of my grandfather’s cars, the leather still carrying that faint, expensive scent I could never quite describe but had come to associate with him. The driver hasn’t said a word since we left the estate, and I haven’t asked him to. Silence feels appropriate.My parents eventually found out about my visits.I suppose it was inevitable. There’s only so much sneaking around a person can do before patterns start to show. It started small with questions about why I was suddenly unavailable during other breaks besides New year, why I was disappearing right after Christmas but back by new year. At first they thought I was pursuing a woman I liked but my father was the first to piece it together.I remember the night he confronted me. There was no shouting at f

CHAPTER 114

SARAH BENNETT~The sun is high up but not harsh. It made the water beneath me sparkle as the speedboat sped across it. I was finally getting my meeting with Sean’s partner. He had been tasteful enough to send a handwritten note to me with his name and signature. Mr. Vincenzo.What a fine name, I thought then, curious to see if he looked as fine as his name was but considering he ran a strip club with my brother, he was probably a big bellied mustache dude with an attraction sponsored by money.I felt it rise up my throat, I frowned and sealed my lips tighter to stop myself from bending over and vomiting into Milano's beautiful water. I leaned over slightly and touched the water only to curl back like a cat, afraid that if I breathed in, I'd end up vomiting. I didn't understand what was happening to me. Nausea was my companion these past few days. It followed me everywhere I went and chose the food that I eat and the scents I should smell. So far, only lemonade was the exception.I tip

CHATER 115

DAMIAN ASHERWOOD.They'd have rescued me if they wanted to. Not Ethan or Sinclair. Not the police. I meant the Order Alliance.I've dealt with them long enough to know that while Ethan and Sinclair were trying to find me, the Order Alliance already knew that I was locked up at the back of an old street car in a tunnel.But why didn't they want to get me out? If they knew I was here….I chuckled and blew air through my bruised lips. What if they were the ones who got me here? Perhaps, they were only doing their jobs in “establishing order” just as I have been trying to. When I took over as acting leader, there had been dissatisfaction from Wilder family loyalists and people who believed that they were much more suited to be acting leaders than I was. Despite their grumbling, it was very clear that Logan wanted me to hold the place down for his son. I had been the one holding the ring after he supposedly passed away at the hospital years ago.I thought of my old friend and wondered how

CHAPTER 116

SARAH BENNETT~Vincenzo didn’t react immediately.But I saw it. A flickered of displeasure fine in less than a second. Buried just as quickly as it surfaced. By the time he leaned back again, his face had returned to that same unreadable calm it had when I first walked inAt least I’d said something that mattered.“I see,” he said finally.His tone was neutral, but it wasn’t acceptance.Not even close.I crossed my legs slowly, letting the silence stretch just enough to remind him that I wasn’t the one on the back foot here.“This is temporary,” I added. “You’ll still have your partner back.”“If he recovers.”“He will.”Vincenzo tilted his head slightly, studying me again. “You seem very certain.”“I don’t deal in uncertainty.”That wasn’t entirely true.But it sounded right.His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest. Not nervous. Just thinking.“And this… facility,” he said after a moment. “Where exactly is it?”There it was. We were back to this. He wasn't willing to let go.“

CHAPTER 117

~ETHAN WILDER~At this point two things were at least clear. I was connected to the Phoenix Empire with roots deeper than I had expected and they Damian being in prison wasn't a coincidence. It was planned. I just didn't know how yet.“Ethan!” Alina yanked arm. “The heck are you thinking!” Alina reprimanded firmly and when I looked down, confused, I realized why. I had gotten out a teacup amd it's saucer and was about to pour in hot water. The teacup was actually out of my reach which meant I was about to pour hot water on hand she just yanked away.She grabbed the kettle from me and sent it down, far from my reach too, before turning to face me with a harsh stare, folding her arms under her breast.“Are you trying to lose a hand?” She asked sharply but I heard the concern underneath her tone and glare which softened into a sigh when I didn't say anything.“What's wrong?” She asked quietly.“I-i am sorry. I'm just…” I hesitated, biting my bottom lip as I tried to decide at the moment

CHAPTER 118

~ALINA JOHNSON~The roar of Ethan’s Aston Martin faded through the mansion gates and into the distance, leaving a vacuum of silence that felt heavier than the humid morning air. I stood on the porch of the mansion, my hand still raised in a wave. I watched the automatic iron gates slowly click shut, two missions heavily imprinting themselves on my mind. Mission one was attempting to solve the puzzle of the black box for the umpteenth time because I’ve lost count. Mission two was my father’s past.My father had died in a shroud of disgrace, his reputation destroyed by allegations of embezzlement and corporate espionage. The papers called him a thief, a traitor, a man who sold out his own company. But I knew better. His only mistake was being too straight in a world built on lies, too honest for the vipers running Vance Corp. And that had sent him to prison and, eventually, taken his life. I know what the police had said about the accident but I had my suspicions and believed them. I j

CHAPTER 119

~SIMEON~The tires of my SUV crunched over the dry earth as I turned onto the dirt road, leaving the main highway behind. I kept the speed steady for a few minutes, driving deeper into the quiet outskirts until a cluster of cars came into view.It wasn't a formal business, just a rugged auto repair shop and yard tucked away from prying eyes but it was for a reason. Rusted frames and discarded engine parts littered the perimeter, and the heavy, thick scent of oil and old grease hung in the air. A few mechanics in stained, dark overalls were bent over open hoods, their hands deep in the guts of various vehicles. It would take genius or a really good mouse to know that this was the Information Centre of the Order Alliance. To anyone, it was just a rugged auto shop who could not afford to pay rent in one of Boston’s bustling centres.As the sound of my engine approached, they stopped. It was a synchronized movement—heads perking up, tools hovering mid-air—as they watched us with a cautio

CHAPTER 120

~ALINA JOHNSON~My body had been frozen for what felt like an eternity, but as the shadow beneath the door shifted again, the paralysis broke. My body was shifting to a fight or flight mode but the longer I stared at the shadow shifting behind my door, the more I realized that there wouldn’t be flight without. I didn’t have that much of a choice.My hand shot out to the desk drawer, fingers scrabbling against pens and stationery until they curled around the cold metal of a pair of heavy-duty scissors. It wasn't a gun, and it wasn't a knife, but it was sharp, and it was enough to make someone bleed. I grabbed my phone as well, slipping it into my back pocket as I got up from my chair quietly and stepped toward the door.My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The creaks were rhythmic now. Back and forth, back and forth. Whoever was out there was pacing, waiting for the right moment to turn the handle.I wasn't going to give them that moment.If I waited, I was a victim. If

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