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The days following my encounter with Ms. Reyes were a whirlwind. I threw myself into work, determined to prove my worth to the board of trustees and solidify my place as the new CEO of the Montefalco Casino Resort. Yet, no matter how much progress I made, I couldn’t ignore the lingering tension in the air or the feeling that I was constantly being scrutinized.One particular morning, the air in my office felt heavier than usual. I sat at my desk, reviewing reports, while the distant hum of the resort’s activities filtered through the walls. The gala was only two weeks away, and the pressure to deliver was palpable.As if sensing my stress, William knocked on my door and entered with his usual air of confidence. He carried two cups of coffee and handed one to me with a small smile.“Thought you could use this,” he said, settling into the chair across from my desk.“Thanks,” I said, taking a sip. “You’re a lifesaver.”He leaned back in his chair, his gaze thoughtful. “How are you hold
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The final day before the gala arrived like a tidal wave, crashing down with a mix of anticipation and chaos. I was in my office at sunrise, staring out the window at the bustling resort below. Everything seemed to be running smoothly—too smoothly, perhaps. My gut told me something would go wrong.I didn't have to wait long."Margarette!" William burst into my office, his face pale and tense. "We have a problem."My stomach dropped. "What is it?""The entertainment for tomorrow night," he said, running a hand through his hair. "The lead performer called in sick. He’s out with severe laryngitis, and his backup has a prior engagement."I froze, trying to process the information. The performers were a centerpiece of the gala, a major draw for our VIP guests. Without them, the event would lose much of its luster."How did this happen?" I asked, my voice sharp with frustration."I don’t know," William admitted, looking genuinely distraught. "But we need to figure something out—fast."Before
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The Montefalco Casino Resort had never looked as stunning as it did tonight. The grand ballroom shimmered under a cascade of crystal chandeliers, their light bouncing off the polished marble floors and bathing the guests in a golden glow. The gala was in full swing, and the VIP attendees, dressed in their finest attire, mingled with glasses of champagne in hand.I stood near the stage, taking it all in. Months of preparation, countless sleepless nights, and a rollercoaster of emotions had led to this moment. Despite my nerves, everything was running like clockwork, far better than I had dared to hope.William appeared at my side, his tailored suit fitting him perfectly. He handed me a glass of champagne."Take a breath, Margarette," he said with a warm smile. "This is your moment."I nodded, though my grip on the glass betrayed my lingering anxiety. "It still feels surreal," I admitted."You’ve earned it," William said, his voice steady. "Every single person here knows it."A soft chim
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I stood frozen in place, the sound of laughter and clinking glasses from the gala fading into a dull hum in my ears. My heart pounded so violently it felt as though it might leap out of my chest. Leon—no, it couldn't be. Yet there he was, mere steps away, brushing through the elegantly dressed crowd. His hair, once so familiar, was now styled neatly in a brushed-up look, and he wore a tailored tuxedo that clung perfectly to his broad shoulders. He looked different, sharper, yet so achingly the same.I felt my breath hitch as tears welled in my eyes. My body moved on its own, feet carrying me forward before my mind could catch up. My voice trembled as I whispered, “Leon…”He turned toward me, his dark eyes meeting mine. The shock hit me all over again, rendering me nearly speechless. His gaze didn’t carry the same warmth I remembered; it was steady, almost guarded.“Yes?” His voice was calm, neutral, and filled with polite curiosity.I couldn’t stop myself. Tears spilled down my cheeks
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The next day…The clock in my office ticked incessantly, a stark contrast to the silence engulfing the room. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling, my mind replaying the image of Leon—no, Richard—over and over. The man’s indifference, his sharp denial, the introduction of his wife. Each detail felt like a dagger twisting deeper into the raw wound in my chest.I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t think. And I certainly couldn’t let this go.William’s words echoed in my mind: If Leon were alive, why wouldn’t he have come back to you? It was the most painful question because it was one I couldn’t answer. What could keep him from me?As much as I wanted to storm after Richard and demand answers, I knew I had to approach this carefully. For now, I needed information.The following morning, I called on William and our head of security, Greg. Both of them stood across from me in my office, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern.“I need your help,” I began, my voice resolute d
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The phone rang twice before Aunt Lou’s warm voice came through the line.“Margarette, darling! What a surprise,” she said, her tone immediately soothing the storm that had been raging in my chest since last night.“Aunt Lou,” I began, my voice trembling despite my attempts to sound composed. “I need to talk to you.”There was a pause, and I could almost picture her setting down whatever she was doing to give me her full attention. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”I swallowed hard, staring out the window at the city skyline. “I saw him. I saw Leon.”The words hung in the air, heavy and surreal.“Margarette,” Aunt Lou said carefully, her voice laced with concern, “Leon is… you know that’s not possible.”“I know what I saw,” I insisted, my grip tightening on the phone. “He’s alive, Aunt Lou. He’s calling himself Richard Ledesma now, and he’s claiming he doesn’t know me. But it’s him—I’d stake my life on it.”There was a long silence on the other end before Aunt Lou spoke again, her voice soft
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The next morning, I woke up with the determination to move my investigation forward. I couldn’t allow myself to second-guess anymore; I needed to confront my doubts head-on. After receiving a late-night message from Greg confirming that the private investigator was analyzing the photos I’d taken, I knew my next step: I had to keep close to Richard without raising suspicion.My phone buzzed with another message—this time from Sarah, Richard’s wife.“Ms. Margarette, it was lovely meeting you at the gala. Richard and I were discussing the possibility of collaborating with your resort. Let’s schedule a meeting.”Her text was polite, professional, and unnervingly convenient. Was this an opportunity or a trap?Later that day, as I sat in the conference room of the casino’s business wing, I prepared myself for the meeting. Sarah had brought the proposal for her travel company to integrate luxury packages with Montefalco Casino Resort. It was a lucrative concept, but my focus was on the man s
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The dinner concluded without any more noticeable tension, but the unease in my chest lingered. I felt as though I was navigating a labyrinth, with Richard—or Leon—deliberately placing roadblocks at every turn. His calculated demeanor only fueled my determination to uncover the truth.The following day, Greg sent a cryptic text: I’ve found something. You’ll want to see this.We met in a secluded café downtown. Greg was seated at a corner table, his laptop open and his expression grim.“What is it?” I asked, sliding into the chair across from him.Greg turned the screen toward me. “I dug into Richard Ledesma’s background. His records only go back three years. Before that, it’s a dead end.”I frowned. “That doesn’t prove anything. People can start fresh.”Greg smirked, shaking his head. “I thought the same, but then I checked immigration records. He entered the country three years ago under the name Richard Ledesma—on the same day Leon Montefalco was declared dead.”My heart stopped. “W
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Darkness swallowed me whole.For a moment, I thought I was dead. The gunshot still rang in my ears, deafening, all-consuming. But then, pain—sharp and searing—bloomed along my side, pulling me back from the abyss. My breath came in ragged gasps as my knees buckled, and I felt myself falling.Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground.“Margarette!” Leon’s voice was raw with panic. His hands pressed against my wound, trying to staunch the bleeding. The warmth of my own blood seeped through my clothes, sticky against my skin. Dorian fired, his shot echoing through the cavernous estate.Elise let out a sharp cry, staggering back. But even as she bled, her cruel smile remained. “Not bad,” she whispered, clutching her shoulder where Dorian’s bullet had struck her. “But not enough.”Leon lifted me, his grip firm but desperate. “We need to move. Now.”“No,” I gritted out, fighting through the pain. “We finish this.”Dorian cursed. “Are you insane? You’re bleeding out!”I forced myself to
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Gunfire tore through the air, glass raining down around us as we hit the ground. The sharp sound of bullets striking wood and metal sent my heart into a frantic rhythm. Leon grabbed me, shielding my body as we crawled behind the heavy oak desk.“Dorian?” Leon’s voice was sharp, controlled despite the chaos.“I’m fine,” Dorian called from behind a toppled chair. He moved fast, drawing his gun and firing two precise shots toward the broken windows. A pained grunt told us he had hit his mark.Vincent, the smug bastard, was still in his chair, completely unbothered by the attack.“This is cute,” he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “But you should know by now—I never play fair.”Leon turned his gun on him. “Call them off.”Vincent only smiled.I gritted my teeth. “Damn it, Vincent, this isn’t a game! Who the hell is shooting at us?”The door burst open, and three armed men stormed in.Dorian moved first. He lunged at the closest attacker, his blade flashing in the dim light. The m
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The safe house felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Every second we wasted gave Vincent more time to prepare. More time to strike.I wasn’t going to let that happen.Leon stood by the table, his hands braced against the surface, muscles tight with frustration. Dorian, despite the pain from his injury, sat nearby, flipping a knife between his fingers—a habit he had when deep in thought.“We need a lead,” Leon finally said, his voice low and controlled. “We can’t storm in blind.”I paced near the window, arms crossed. “We do have a lead. This locket.” I held it up, the metal catching the dim light. “Vincent had it for a reason. He wanted me to see it. Why?”Dorian exhaled sharply. “Because he’s playing with you.”I shook my head. “No. There’s more to it. He wouldn’t go through the trouble of planting something from my past just to taunt me. He wants me to remember something.”Leon’s gaze darkened. “Then let’s start at the beginning. The night of the accident.”My throa
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The salty night air carried the hum of distant ship engines and the occasional murmur of dock workers. But this wasn’t just a routine shipment—this was a calculated exchange of power, a moment that could unravel everything Elise’s father had hidden for years.I crouched behind a stack of shipping containers with Leon beside me. Dorian’s team was spread out, positioned along the pier, watching, waiting. A dark van was parked near the edge of the dock, its back doors open. Men in suits moved between the van and the cargo, transferring crates that likely held more than just money.Leon’s voice was low in my ear. “Four men on the ground, two near the van. More could be inside.”I nodded, my gaze locked on the crates. “That’s not just cash, Leon. That’s leverage. He wouldn’t move it unless he was running scared.”Dorian’s voice crackled through our earpieces. “We take them now, we risk losing the files. We wait too long, we risk backup showing up.”I made the decision before anyone else co
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Dorian smirked. “Relax, lover boy. I’m not saying she’s defenseless—I’m saying we need to be smart about this.”Leon’s glare didn’t waver, but he didn’t argue either. He knew Dorian was right.I exhaled, my fingers tightening around the locket that had started all of this. “So what do we do?”Dorian sighed. “You have two choices: disappear and hope they forget about you… or go after them first.”Leon tensed beside me. “You’re suggesting we take the fight to them?”Dorian shrugged. “Elise’s father had powerful connections. Some of them might scatter now that he’s locked up, but the smart ones? They’ll wait. Watch. See what you do next.”I swallowed hard. “Then we don’t give them time to plan.”Leon turned to me, his expression dark. “You’re sure about this?”I met his gaze. “I didn’t come this far just to hide.”Dorian grinned. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say.”Alexa shifted uncomfortably. “I wish I had your courage.”I reached for her hand. “You have more than you think.”She gave
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The night before our departure, I barely slept. The weight of the locket pressed against my collarbone, a silent reminder that my past was no longer buried—it was clawing its way back to the surface.Leon must have sensed my restlessness because he found me in the kitchen before dawn, staring into my untouched cup of coffee.“You’re thinking too much.”I let out a breathless laugh, shaking my head. “You always say that.”“Because it’s always true.” He leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Second thoughts?”“No,” I said. “Just… doubts. What if I don’t find the answers I’m looking for? What if I’m just chasing ghosts?”Leon studied me for a long moment before stepping closer, his fingers grazing the locket at my neck. “Then we chase them together.”My chest tightened at the quiet intensity in his voice.Before I could respond, Dorian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Time to go.”The drive to the estate was long and silent. Alexa had insisted on coming, despite her injuries. She
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The moment Elise’s father whistled, chaos erupted. Gunfire cracked through the air, sending dock workers scattering. Shadows moved between the containers—his men, heavily armed and ready.Leon pulled me behind a stack of crates as bullets ricocheted off the metal. “Dorian, how many?”Dorian’s voice came sharp through the earpiece. “At least eight. They were waiting for you.”I clenched my teeth. Of course, he knew we’d come.Leon checked his ammo. “We need to take them out before he reaches the cargo ship.”I exhaled, steadying my grip on my gun. “Then let’s end this.”Leon moved first, stepping out just long enough to fire three quick shots. A grunt of pain echoed through the night. One down.Dorian’s rifle cracked, taking out another.I kept close to the containers, listening—waiting. A figure rushed toward me. I ducked just as he swung a knife, feeling the blade slice the air above my head.Without hesitation, I drove my elbow into his ribs, twisting his wrist until the knife clatt
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The weight of the file in my hands was suffocating. The words blurred together, but the truth was undeniable—my father hadn’t just been a scientist. He had been a test subject. And Elise’s father had orchestrated it all.Leon took the file from me carefully, his jaw tight as he read through the documents. “This wasn’t just research. They were experimenting on people.”Dorian exhaled sharply. “And your father was one of them.”I clenched my fists. “But why? What were they trying to do?”Leon flipped to the last page, scanning the details. His eyes darkened. “Something about genetic resilience. Accelerated healing. They were looking for ways to manipulate biological responses to trauma.”My stomach churned. “You mean… like making people stronger?”“Stronger, faster, immune to certain injuries.” Leon met my gaze, his voice heavy. “Margarette, they weren’t just studying human endurance. They were creating something.”A chill ran down my spine. “Creating what?”Dorian shifted uncomfortably
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The room felt heavier now, as if the ghosts of the past had never truly left. My father’s study had once been a place of quiet authority, filled with the scent of polished wood and old books. Now, it was chaos—a graveyard of secrets waiting to be unearthed.Leon and Dorian moved swiftly, sifting through papers, searching for anything that might explain my father’s connection to Elise’s father. But my hands trembled as I flipped through the documents.My father’s handwriting stared back at me in sharp, deliberate strokes.Project Haven—Initiated 20 years agoI frowned. “Project Haven?”Leon peered over my shoulder. “That name mean anything to you?”I shook my head, but something about it felt... familiar. Like a memory I had brushed against in passing but never grasped fully.Dorian pulled a dust-covered filing box from beneath the desk. “We’ve got more.” He popped the latch and revealed stacks of old documents, some stamped with red ink.CONFIDENTIAL.I swallowed hard as I pulled out
