Chapter 12: Shadows of the Past

I spent the rest of the day in a daze, replaying my conversation with Oliver and weighing the implications. The game was becoming more treacherous by the minute. Every step forward felt like a careful balancing act, where one misstep could send everything crashing down.

As evening settled in, the city’s bustling energy slowly gave way to the dim, soft glow of streetlights and the muted hum of traffic. I returned to my hotel room, my mind still racing. I felt the need to think, to plan my next move. But first, I needed clarity—something that had been in short supply since I set foot back in this city.

I poured myself a glass of wine and stood by the window, staring out at the sprawling cityscape. The towering buildings and endless streets stretched out before me, a maze of power and ambition. Somewhere out there, Victoria was plotting, just as I was. And then there was Ethan—caught in the

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