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The Kingston Enterprises building was eerily quiet at dawn. The remnants of William’s empire were still smoldering, and the corporate world was watching with bated breath. Fiona stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of her new office, gazing at the city below.This was never the life she envisioned for herself. Yet, here she was—holding the reins of a company that once sought to ruin her.A soft knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts.Thalassa stepped in, a tablet in hand. “You’re up early.”Fiona smirked. “You’re one to talk.”Thalassa plopped onto the leather chair across from her. “Sleep is a luxury these days.” She placed the tablet on Fiona’s desk. “I took the liberty of compiling everything we need to clean up the mess Bella and William left behind. It’s not pretty.”Fiona skimmed the data—corrupt deals, embezzled funds, severed partnerships. It was worse than she thought.“They ran this company into the ground,” Fiona muttered.Thalassa sighed. “Bella may have been a pa
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The corridors of Kingston Enterprises felt different now. The air was no longer tainted by William’s manipulations or Bella’s desperation. Yet, despite the victory, Fiona knew the battle was far from over.She walked through the office with purpose, nodding at employees who were still adjusting to the shift in leadership. Some looked at her with admiration, others with skepticism. She didn’t blame them. Change was never easy, and trust was not given freely—it had to be earned.As she reached her office, Marcus was waiting for her, a file in hand.“Morning,” he greeted, stepping inside. “I have updates.”Fiona sat down and gestured for him to continue.Marcus handed her the file. “The internal audit is almost complete. We found more irregularities than expected, but nothing we can’t handle.”She flipped through the pages. Fraudulent contracts, missing funds—remnants of William’s web of deceit.“This will take time to clean up,” she muttered, running a hand through her hair.Marcus nodd
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Pain shot through Fiona’s shoulder as she pressed her back against a rusted metal crate. Blood seeped through her coat, warm against the cold night air. Her breathing was steady despite the sharp sting—she couldn’t afford panic.William was alive. And he wasn’t alone.The shot had been a warning. If he wanted her dead immediately, he wouldn’t have missed.A cold wind howled through the deserted docks, rattling the chains that hung from the towering shipping containers. The air smelled of salt and rust, a grim setting for the showdown that had been inevitable since the moment she decided to take him down.Footsteps crunched against the gravel. Slow. Purposeful.“Fiona,” William’s voice rang out, smooth and confident. “Come out. Let’s talk.”She gritted her teeth. Talk? That wasn’t why he was here.A flickering streetlight cast jagged shadows across the maze of containers. Fiona counted at least three figures—William and two of his men, their silhouettes shifting in the dim light. They
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The city buzzed with an eerie calm—the kind that always came before a storm.Fiona sat in the dim glow of her penthouse, her fingers drumming against the edge of a whiskey glass. The liquid inside barely swayed, but her mind was anything but still. Across from her, Darwin leaned against the counter, his expression unreadable, his gaze flickering between her and the skyline beyond.The chase had officially begun.William was still out there—alive, regrouping. That meant one thing.He wasn’t done playing the game.The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor broke the silence. Thalassa entered the room, her sharp gaze fixed on the tablet in her hands. She looked satisfied, but there was always an edge to her victories.“We’ve frozen most of his accounts,” she announced, setting the tablet on the table. “But he’s slippery. He anticipated this and started moving assets days ago. There’s still money we haven’t touched.”Fiona swirled the amber liquid in her glass, taking a slow sip
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The scent of smoke clung to Fiona’s clothes, a sharp reminder of how close she had come to burning alive. The explosion had reduced her penthouse to a charred ruin, the fire department barely managing to contain the inferno before it spread further.But Fiona wasn’t thinking about the loss of her home.She was thinking about William.Sitting in a dimly lit safe house—an abandoned loft Thalassa had secured in the city’s industrial district—she tightened her grip around a steaming cup of coffee. Across from her, Darwin leaned against the edge of a steel table, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched.“We need to move,” he said.Fiona exhaled slowly, her mind already racing ahead. “We don’t react. We strike first.”Marcus paced near the window, phone in hand. “I’ve pulled up all known associates William could be working with. The mercenaries he hired are scattered across multiple locations, but there’s a pattern. They’re gathering in clusters, all within a fifteen-mile radius.”Darwin narrowe
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The engines of the private jet roared to life as Fiona fastened her seatbelt, her mind a battlefield of calculations. The attack on William’s mercenaries had been a success, but it wasn’t over. Bella was on the move, and they had a narrow window to intercept her before she became William’s next weapon.Darwin sat across from her, rolling his shoulders as he assessed their next steps. Marcus was at the front of the cabin, working through encrypted channels to locate Bella’s plane. Thalassa, still on the ground, fed them updates.“She’s headed east,” Thalassa’s voice crackled over the comms. “Flight plan suggests she’s bound for an airstrip near the coast. It’s isolated, private, and outside most standard tracking networks.”Darwin frowned. “Sounds like William’s backup escape route.”Fiona’s grip tightened. William always planned for contingencies. If he had arranged a rendezvous at a private airstrip, it meant he wasn’t just planning to go into hiding—he was positioning himself for hi
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he night was thick with smoke, the acrid scent of burning fuel clinging to Fiona’s skin as she stood at the edge of the ruined hangar. The wreckage was still smoldering, the skeletal remains of the jet they had hoped to intercept now reduced to twisted metal. The distant hum of William’s retreating convoy was barely audible over the crackling flames.He had escaped—again.But not for long.Darwin stood beside her, jaw clenched, his hands curled into fists. “He planned this,” he muttered. “He knew we’d come for him.”Fiona took a slow breath, forcing her mind to clear. “Then it’s time we stop playing by his rules.”She turned to Marcus, who was scanning the airstrip with narrowed eyes. “Do we still have a tracker on Bella’s jet?”Marcus nodded, tapping on his tablet. “It’s heading southeast, same flight path as before. If they’re sticking to the original destination, they’ll land within the hour.”Fiona’s gaze sharpened. “Then we need to be there first.”Darwin’s brow furrowed. “You ha
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The underground tunnels stretched beneath the island like a hidden labyrinth, carved deep into the rock to serve as William’s final escape route. The air was damp and thick with the scent of saltwater, the walls lined with flickering emergency lights.Fiona, Darwin, and Marcus moved fast, their footsteps echoing in the confined space. The map on Marcus’s tablet displayed a direct path to William’s exit point—an underground dock where a speedboat waited to whisk him away.“We have less than five minutes before he’s out of our reach,” Marcus warned.Fiona gritted her teeth, her pulse hammering. She wasn’t about to let William slip away again.Not this time.She pushed forward, leading the charge through the dimly lit tunnel. Every muscle in her body was tense, ready for the inevitable ambush. William wouldn’t make it easy for them.And he didn’t.A hail of gunfire erupted from the corridor ahead.“Down!” Darwin shouted, grabbing Fiona’s arm and pulling her behind cover. Bullets ricochet
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The screen glowed faintly in the dim room, casting long shadows across Fiona’s face. Project Eidolon. The name alone sent a chill down her spine, but it was the word underneath—Ascension—that twisted something deeper in her gut. It didn’t sound like a simple codename. It sounded like a goal. Darwin leaned forward, brows furrowed as he scanned the documents. “These blueprints... this isn’t just tech infrastructure. It’s neurological. Advanced AI integration. Cognitive manipulation.” Marcus tapped through a few files. “This is way beyond anything Morrigan was doing. It’s years ahead—synthetic brain mapping, emotion prediction modules, even something labeled neural override. I don’t even know what that means.” Fiona spoke slowly. “I think it means control.” There was a long silence. Thalassa entered, looking exhausted, her jacket dusted with snow. “Interpol traced the remaining off-grid assets from Morrigan’s empire. Guess where the trail leads?” Fiona braced herself. Thalassa dro
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