CHAPTER SIXTEEN: The Architect’s BlueprintThe phone in my hand felt like a live coal. The voice of the "Architect" still echoed in my mind, a cold, elegant sound that made Silas Harrington’s threats seem like child's play. I looked at Damien, the rain matting his hair against his forehead, and I saw the same shadow of doubt crossing his face."Your real father," I whispered, the words barely audible over the wind. "Damien, if Elias Thorne wasn't Howard, and Howard was a double... then who am I?"Damien took the burner phone from my hand, inspecting the hardware with a practiced eye. "This isn't consumer tech, Celeste. This is encrypted, military-grade. Whoever this Architect is, they’ve been sitting above the Harringtons and the Chens for a long time."He looked back at the briefcase. We had the ledgers. We had the proof of Elias Thorne’s identity. We had won the battle for the hotel, but the war had just shifted into a territory we didn't recognize."We need to get off this roof," D
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