Chapter 3 - The Ghost From Julian’s Intelligence Past Returns
The silver lapel pin gleamed under the recessed lighting of the executive study, casting a cold reflection across the marble.
Julian straightened up abruptly, his dark-red silk tie shifting as he stepped back from the table.
“Where did you get that?” Julian demanded, his voice carrying the terrifying weight of a man whose carefully buried past had just clawed its way back to life.
“From the same place your father left his legacy, Julian—right before you signed the order to erase unit 404 from the federal records,” Clara whispered, struggling to push herself up into a sitting position.
Carter instinctively stepped forward to push her back down, but Julian raised a single hand, halting the guard mid-motion.
“Leave us,” Julian ordered flatly, his eyes never leaving Clara’s face.
“Sir, protocol dictates—” Blake started.
“I said, leave us!” Julian barked, the absolute authority in his tone freezing any further protest.
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The two security officers bowed their heads silently and exited the executive suite, sealing the heavy double doors behind them with a soft click.
Once they were alone, the silence in the penthouse felt heavier than the storm raging outside.
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