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CHAPTER 83
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2025-02-24 04:38:40Fiona stared at her phone screen, her carefully worded message glowing in the dim light of the office. The moment she pressed send, there was no turning back. The bait had been set. Now, all they had to do was wait for William to take it.
Darwin, still tense from her bold move, rubbed a hand across his jaw. “You’re sure about this?” She nodded. “If we keep defending ourselves, we’ll always be on the back foot. We need to force William into the open.” Thalassa grinned. “And if there’s one thing William can’t resist, it’s kicking someone when they’re down.” Marcus was already at his laptop, fingers flying over the keys. “I’ll monitor all incoming messages, calls, and financial movements. If William even breathes in your direction, we’ll know.” Fiona exhaled, willing her nerves to settle. She was walking a fine line. If this didn’t work, she would lose everything—her position, her reputation, and whatever fragile trust she had built with Darwin. The room fell into a tense silence as they waited. Then, an email notification lit up her screen. Thalassa leaned over. “That was fast.” Fiona’s heart pounded as she opened it. From: W.Newton@RKE.com Subject: A Way Out Fiona, It’s unfortunate how quickly people turn on you. I know what it’s like to be cast aside after years of loyalty. I’d hate to see you suffer for something you didn’t do. I have a solution. Meet me at the Blackwood Hotel, Suite 1603, tonight at 10 PM. Come alone. William Newton Fiona’s grip tightened around the phone. “He took the bait.” Darwin’s jaw clenched. “Of course he did.” Thalassa whistled. “A direct invitation. Either he’s reckless, or he thinks he’s already won.” Marcus tapped at his laptop. “I can have security tail you, but if he suspects anything, he’ll shut down before he admits to anything.” Fiona’s pulse raced. This was their chance. If William was confident enough to meet her in person, he was planning to rub his victory in her face. And if she played her cards right, she could make him slip up. Darwin stepped forward, his gaze sharp. “You are not going alone.” Fiona met his eyes. “I have to. If he senses a trap, he won’t say anything useful.” Darwin exhaled sharply, then looked at Marcus. “We’ll have surveillance set up. If anything happens, we pull her out immediately.” Fiona nodded. “Then let’s end this.” — The Meeting At exactly 9:55 PM, Fiona stepped out of the cab in front of the Blackwood Hotel. The lobby was quiet, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers. She adjusted the small recording device hidden beneath her dress, then took a deep breath and made her way to the elevators. Her palms were damp, her heart pounding as she pressed the button for the 16th floor. When the doors opened, she stepped into the dimly lit hallway. Suite 1603 was at the end, the golden numbers glinting under the lights. With one last steadying breath, she knocked. The door swung open almost immediately, revealing William Newton. He looked relaxed, dressed in a crisp navy suit, a glass of whiskey in hand. His expression was one of amusement as if she were a pawn that had walked right into his game. “Fiona,” he said smoothly. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t come.” She forced a tight smile. “I figured I should at least hear you out.” He gestured for her to enter. She hesitated for only a second before stepping inside. The suite was lavish, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. A bottle of whiskey sat on the table, two glasses waiting. William shut the door behind her and took a sip of his drink. “You must be feeling rather helpless right now.” Fiona folded her arms. “Is that what you wanted to talk about? How miserable I am?” He chuckled, walking to the couch and settling into it. “No, Fiona. I wanted to offer you an escape.” She raised an eyebrow. “An escape?” He gestured toward the whiskey. “Drink?” She shook her head. William smirked. “Smart. Never trust your enemies.” He set his glass down and leaned forward, his voice dropping. “You and I both know you didn’t steal that money. But the public? The board? They’ll never believe you. Not without proof.” Fiona held his gaze. “And you just happen to have that proof?” His smirk widened. “I do. But why should I hand it over?” She clenched her fists. “What do you want?” William leaned back, studying her. “Your resignation, for starters. If you step down quietly, I’ll make sure this scandal disappears. You can walk away with your reputation intact.” Fiona’s nails dug into her palms. “And if I refuse?” William’s smile turned cold. “Then I let this play out. Your career, your future—it all burns.” She stared at him, forcing herself to look conflicted. “And if I step down? What do you get out of it?” His eyes gleamed. “Control. With you gone, Atlas Group is vulnerable. And Darwin… well, he’ll have no choice but to negotiate with me.” Fiona’s stomach twisted. He wasn’t just trying to destroy her—he wanted to take everything from Darwin as well. She exhaled shakily, dropping her gaze. “I need time to think.” William’s smirk returned. “Of course. But don’t take too long.” She nodded, then turned toward the door. But just as she reached for the handle, William spoke again. “Oh, and Fiona?” She froze. “You were always just a stand-in. Don’t make the mistake of thinking you ever really mattered to him.” She clenched her jaw, refusing to let him see how his words cut deep. Without another word, she walked out. — The Aftermath The moment Fiona stepped out of the hotel, her composure cracked. She strode toward the black SUV parked across the street, her heartbeat hammering against her ribs. The back door swung open, and Darwin pulled her inside. Thalassa was already playing the audio from the hidden recorder. William’s voice filled the car, dripping with arrogance. Darwin’s grip tightened on the seat. “That bastard.” Fiona let out a shaky breath. “We have him. He admitted everything.” Marcus, sitting in the front seat, turned to face them. “We can take this to the board. If we release this, William is finished.” Darwin looked at Fiona, his expression unreadable. “You did it.” She exhaled, exhaustion settling in. “It’s not over yet. But we just turned the tables.” Thalassa smirked. “Now, let’s make him pay.”Related chapters
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The body hadn’t even hit the ground before Fiona was moving. She had less than a minute before Grayson’s security forces converged on the estate. The bullet wound on his chest was still seeping, a dark pool of blood spreading over the marble floor, but there was no time to process it.He’s dead.But the war wasn’t over.Marcus’s voice crackled through the earpiece. “Movement. You need to move now.”Bella was already holstering her gun, her expression unreadable. “Let’s go.”Fiona took a breath, forcing her mind to focus. Grayson’s death was a victory, but it had left a power vacuum—a dangerous one. The remnants of his network wouldn’t simply dissolve. If anything, they’d be looking for a new leader. And if no one filled that space, someone worse would.Darwin was at her side, his eyes scanning the hallway. “Which way?”Fiona’s mind worked fast. The front entrance was a no-go—security would be flooding in from there. The terrace? Too exposed. The underground tunnels?“We take the south
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The message lingered on Marcus’s screen like a challenge carved in stone.Meet me in 24 hours. Alone.Fiona read it twice, then a third time. Silas Grayson never did anything without reason. If he was offering a meeting, it wasn’t out of desperation—it was a calculated move.Darwin frowned as he paced behind her. “This could be a trap.”Bella crossed her arms. “Could be? It is a trap.”Fiona exhaled slowly. “I know.”Marcus was already running a trace on the message, but his face told her everything. “It’s bouncing through too many relays. I can’t track the origin.”Fiona nodded, already making up her mind. “I’m going.”Darwin stopped pacing. “Alone? No way.”Bella scoffed. “You’ve lost it, haven’t you? Grayson’s pissed. We just tore his empire apart. You think he’s going to let you walk out of there?”Fiona turned to them, her gaze steady. “That’s exactly why I have to go. We didn’t just take Overwatch—we’ve crippled his network. That means he has fewer pieces left to play. He wouldn
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The Zurich data heist had given them exactly what they needed—a road map of Silas Grayson’s network. But it had also painted a target on their backs.Sitting in the dim glow of the underground bunker, Fiona scrolled through pages of decrypted files while Marcus cross-referenced data points. Darwin paced nearby, his mind working through their next steps, while Bella leaned against the metal table, arms crossed.“This isn’t just a network,” Marcus murmured, adjusting his glasses. “Grayson built a failsafe. A backup plan.”Fiona frowned. “What kind of backup plan?”Marcus hesitated, then brought up a schematic of a high-security facility. “He calls it Project Overwatch. If the Echelon collapses, Overwatch activates—a fully automated system designed to ensure Grayson’s continued influence. Key leaders in politics, finance, military sectors… all with contingency triggers that he can pull at any moment.”Darwin exhaled. “So even if he falls, his system keeps running.”Bella shook her head.
