All Chapters of The CEO Beautiful Regret : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter 52: The Last Key

*Vivienne*The gravel beneath my boots shook hard.The freight train was rounding the bend, its massive yellow headlight cutting through the thick pine fog. The engine roared, a heavy, mechanical heartbeat that filled the whole ravine.I didn't look at the train. I kept my eyes on Sterling's polished shoes. They were perfectly clean. He hadn't walked through the mud. He had been waiting in that shed for days, knowing we would hit the rail line."My foot?" I said. My voice sounded tiny against the roar of the oncoming engine. "You're crazy. There's nothing there.""Julian was a paranoid man, Vivienne," Sterling said. The silver pistol stayed perfectly still, aimed right between my eyes. "He didn't trust silicon. He didn't trust drives. He knew the Bureau would take everything he wrote down. But he knew they wouldn't look at a little girl's skin.""I don't have a tattoo," I said."It's not ink," Dominic croaked from the rocks. He was trying to pull himself up against the wooden wall, hi

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Chapter 53: The Next Stop

*Vivienne*The metal deck of the flatcar vibrated violently under my back. The steel wheels screamed against the rails as the train tore down the mountain grade, heading deep into the Canadian wilderness.The wind was a freezing hand, slapping my face and tearing at my clothes. My left foot was numb from the cold, the blood on my skin turning into a sticky, dark crust mixed with iron grease.Dominic didn't move. He lay flat on his side, his chest rising and falling in shallow, ragged hitches. His good eye was half-closed, staring blankly at the rusted bolts near his face."Vivienne," Clara whispered, her voice barely cutting through the roar of the tracks. She was huddled against my ribs, shivering so hard her teeth clicked. "The train isn't slowing down. Where does it go?""I don't know," I said.I sat up, the cold wind catching my hair and twisting it across my eyes. I looked ahead. The freight train was a long, heavy snake of black boxcars, swaying from side to side on the uneven m

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Chapter 54: The Iron Bar

*Vivienne*The iron crowbar came down fast.I rolled to the right. The heavy metal bar smashed into the flatcar deck right where my neck had been, letting out a loud *CLANG* that vibrated through the steel under my ribs. Sparks flew into my face, burning my cheek.The man in the orange vest cursed, his boots slipping on the rusted rivets as he tried to lift the heavy bar for a second swing.I didn't give him the chance. I swung my right leg out, catching him hard behind his ankle. His balance was already off from the heavy swing. He tripped backward, his arms flailing before he tumbled off the side of the flatcar, crashing into the gravel ditch below."Hey! Over here!" a voice shouted from the platform.The other two men were running down the gravel path, their heavy boots crunching fast on the stones. One of them had a short wooden club. The other was pulling a thick pair of zip-ties from his pocket.I scrambled to my knees, my head spinning from the blow against the deck. My left fo

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Chapter 55: The Cabin in the Woods

*Vivienne*Martha’s truck was old. The engine sputtered three times before it caught, shaking the rusted dashboard as we sped down the narrow logging trail.Dominic lay across the back seat. Clara sat on the floorboards by his knees, holding a wet rag against his forehead. His skin looked like gray paper under the dim dome light."How far?" I asked, looking out the passenger window. The pine trees were a solid black wall against the morning fog."Ten miles," Martha said. She didn't look at me. Her hands were locked at twelve and six on the steering wheel, her silver hair cutting a sharp line in the dark cabin. "We have a safehouse near the old copper mine. No power lines. No cellular towers. If they want to find us, they have to use their boots.""Sterling knows about the sequence," I said. I was wrapping the white gauze tightly around my bare left foot. The cloth was already turning a dark, rusty red near the heel. "He knows what Julian did."Martha hit the brakes hard. The truck ski

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Chapter 56: The Click

*Vivienne*The rifle didn't fire.Instead, a sharp, loud *click* echoed off the stone walls of the gorge. The green laser dot vanished from my knee as the man in the center jerked the weapon backward, his gloved fingers working the bolt with a frantic, metallic snap.A dud round."Move!" Martha roared from the dirt.I didn't think. I lunged to the left just as the other two men opened fire.The bullets chewed into the gravel pile behind me, spraying sharp stone chips into the air. One caught my shoulder, tearing through the denim, but it was just a graze. The heat of it burned like a match.I grabbed Clara by the collar of her jacket and threw her behind the thickest log of the collapsed mine frame. I spun around, grabbed Dominic under his arms, and pulled him backward into the narrow gap between the fallen timber and the rock wall."They have night-vision lenses," Dominic croaked. He was shivering, his hand feebly grabbing my sleeve. "The fog... it doesn't block them.""We go deep,"

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Chapter 57: The River Road

*Vivienne*The truck tires screamed on the wet asphalt as Martha threw the heavy steering wheel to the right.The green carrier skidded hard, the back end fishtailing over the dirt shoulder before the tires caught the blacktop. We were on the river highway now. The water was a gray, rushing streak to our left, half-hidden by the thick fog.Behind us, the siren on the mountain ridge grew fainter, but the sound didn't make me feel safe. It meant the perimeter was locking down."Martha, the numbers," I said. My hand was gripping my left ankle, tilting my bare foot toward the pale morning light coming through the windshield. The tiny gray lines under my skin were turning darker every second, like old ink waking up in the sun. "They're getting clearer.""Don't look at them," Martha snapped. She didn't take her eyes off the winding road. "If you can read them, the satellites can read them. Keep it covered."I pulled a clean corner of the torn denim jacket over my heel, blocking the light. M

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Chapter 58: The Cylinder

*Vivienne*The metal canister hit the water with a sharp splash.A thick, yellow smoke began to bubble out of the wet leaves at the mouth of the pipe. The smell hit me instantly—sweet, sharp, like burning plastic. My throat closed up automatically. My eyes flared with a stinging, white-hot heat that made the tears pour down my cheeks."Move!" I choked out, my voice dying in my chest.I slammed my palms into the slimy concrete floor, shoving my knees forward against the jagged rocks under the water. I couldn't breathe. I held the air in my lungs until my ribs throbbed, my face pressed down inches from the freezing puddle to find a clean pocket of air.Ahead of me, Clara was crawling fast, her small elbows splashing in the dark. Martha was right behind her, her boots kicking backward as she dragged Dominic by his belt loops.The pipe was a straight line of blackness. The yellow gas followed us, a heavy cloud rolling through the narrow tunnel, chasing the air out the other side.A heavy

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Chapter 59: The Wheel

*Vivienne*The iron hook outside scraped against the steel door again.They were dragging the winch line up, centering it on the main handle. In less than a minute, the truck on the high road would hit the gas and yank the whole metal frame straight out of the concrete wall."We need the numbers, Vivienne," Martha said. She was already on her knees by the center floor hatch, her hands gripping the thick iron spokes of the giant valve wheel. Her knuckles were white, her silver hair damp with sweat. "The mechanical lock won't budge until the digital bypass on the wall panel gets the code."I knelt in the dark, my bare left foot pressing against the cold concrete. The cut on my heel was throbbing, a hot, sharp pulse that made my whole leg shake. I pulled the denim jacket back.The blood had smeared across the skin, but the silver nitrate lines were burning bright gray under the dim light from the slit window.Six digits."Nine," I read out, my voice cracking. "Four. Zero. Two. Eight. Sev

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Chapter 60: The Eastern Path

*Vivienne*The mountain path was steep, narrow, and choked with cold pine needles.The roar of the opening dam faded behind us, turning into a low, steady rumble that vibrated through the soles of our boots. The thick river fog was lifting, replaced by a sharp, freezing wind that blew straight from the northern peaks.Martha went first. Her long gray coat flapped against her shins, her rifle held low across her chest. She didn't look back to see if we were keeping up. She just moved, her boots finding the solid rock hidden beneath the wet leaves.I walked right behind her, my left arm hooked under Dominic’s shoulder. His weight was a dead sink now. The rush from the silver needle had completely worn off, leaving his muscles loose and his skin clammy. Every three steps, his boots dragged through the dirt, leaving two long, parallel lines in the dark earth."Vivienne," Clara whispered from my right side. She was holding the back of my belt, her short legs pumping fast to match our strid

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Chapter 61: The Split

*Vivienne*The guards raised their barrels."Drop the weapons!" the closer one screamed. His hands were shaking on the black plastic grip of his rifle. "Get on the ground now!"Martha didn't drop her gun. She didn't drop Dominic either. She shifted his dead weight higher on her shoulder, her boots digging into the loose gravel at the edge of the northern path."Vivienne, the ditch," she said. Her voice didn't shake. It was too quiet, almost lost under the howling valley wind. "Now."I didn't think. I grabbed Clara's arm and threw both of us sideways, tumbling over the lip of the dirt shoulder just as the first shot cracked through the air.The bullet punched through the iron pole of the security camera right behind us, sending a shower of white sparks into the fog.The guards weren't looking at us anymore. They were looking across the bridge at the man in the charcoal suit. The black limousine was moving now, its heavy armored tires backing up into the pine trees to turn around. They

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