All Chapters of Twice You: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The first gunshot wakes everyone.I’m lying between Declan and Harvey when the blast echoes through the house. Declan is already on his feet before the second shot even rings out. Harvey gets up right after, grabbing the gun he always keeps under the bed.“Stay here,” Declan orders, already pulling on his pants.I don’t obey.I grab my Glock from the nightstand and run into the hallway. Claire’s room is right next door. I can hear multiple sets of footsteps rushing up from downstairs.The invasion has begun.I run barefoot down the corridor. My heart is pounding so hard I can barely hear anything else. When I reach Claire’s bedroom door, two men are already coming up the stairs. One of them points his gun at me.I shoot first.The bullet hits him square in the chest. He falls backward, tumbling down the stairs. The second man hesitates for half a second — a fatal mistake. I fire twice. One shot to the shoulder, the second to the head. He collapses in the middle of the hallway, his bod

The trip to London is tactical, but the security is treated as if we were in enemy territory.From the moment we left the old house, Declan doubled the protocol. Only six men accompany us — the oldest and most trusted. Luka and Zion stayed behind at the house with Claire, so the ones who came are the men Declan trusts blindly. Two travel in the car ahead, clearing the way. Two travel in the car behind, closing the formation. And two remain close to us at all times — one is the driver, the other acts as immediate security.None of us use our real names. Declan booked the hotel under false identities. The cars are discreet, with no flashy plates. During the drive to the private airport, we changed routes three times. Declan doesn’t like patterns. He says Richard probably already has people watching the main roads and smaller airports.On the short flight to London, the tension remains. Declan sits near the window, constantly watching the landscape. Harvey works on his laptop but keeps a

After almost two weeks in London, things are finally moving forward.Declan and Harvey’s old contacts have delivered valuable information. Names of accounts that are still active. Judges who continue receiving money from Richard. Shell companies are still being used for laundering. And, most importantly, proof that Richard is moving large sums to set up a bigger operation in the United States. It’s enough to start building a solid case against him.It’s not victory yet. But it’s a beginning.With the new information in hand, the three of them decide to return to Boston.The reason is strategic. Boston is where everything began. Where Richard has his deepest roots. Where there are still people who know him closely and can be pressured. Besides that, they need to access some old documents they left behind when they fled the old mansion.Th

The war had finally reached us.After returning from Boston, we settled into the old house on the outskirts of Dublin. The place was large, isolated, and easier to defend than the mansion in the city. Declan had doubled security. We now had nearly twenty armed men rotating in twelve-hour shifts. Cameras covered every corner of the property. Motion sensors lined the fence. Two cars were always ready in the garage for a quick escape.Even so, it wasn’t enough.I was in the kitchen when I heard the humming.It was a low sound at first, almost harmless. Like a large insect flying in the distance. I lifted my head, confused. Declan was on the other side of the table, reviewing maps with Harvey. Both men stopped talking at the same time.The humming grew louder.Declan shot up so fast that his chair toppled backward.“Everyone inside!” he shouted.Harvey was already grabbing the gun he always kept on the table. My heart began to race. I ran to the kitchen window and looked up at the sky.Th

I start to suspect Harvey after discovering the tracker.It isn’t something that happens suddenly. It grows slowly, like a thin crack in glass. At first, it’s almost imperceptible. But the more I think about it, the wider the crack becomes.After we found proof that Richard had installed the tracker in my car seven months before the accident, I can’t stop thinking. If Richard was already monitoring me that far in advance, was Harvey already part of his plan back then?Harvey always said he found me by chance. That he didn’t know who I really was at first. That his obsession only started later. But what if that isn’t true? What if he already knew more than he’s letting on?I try to push these thoughts away. I try to remember everything Harvey has done for me in the past few months. How he accepted the pregnancy without knowing who the father was. How he’s protected me. How he’s fought alongside Declan.But the doubt has already been planted.And it keeps growing.Tonight, after Claire