Chapter 19

On a quiet Tuesday afternoon, Arthur was concluding a massive corporate merger in his glass-walled boardroom.
His encrypted phone vibrated against the mahogany table, displaying a scrambled, untraceable international caller ID.
He answered it silently, stepping away from his executives to stare out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the sprawling city.
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"You are a brilliant tactician, Arthur, but you made one fatal miscalculation in your little crusade," a distorted, mechanical voice whispered.
Arthur's blood turned to ice as a high-definition video feed suddenly hijacked the massive television screen in the boardroom.