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Molly sat in the estate’s library, a warm cup of tea in her hands, though she barely noticed its heat.Max stood near the window, staring out at the rain-soaked grounds, his jaw tight with frustration.“You should rest,” Max said without turning. “You’ve been through enough.”Molly shook her head, her voice steady.“I’m not sitting this out, Max. Razor’s words weren’t just empty taunts. Someone in your family is behind this, and I’m going to help you find out who.”Max glanced at her, his expression softening slightly.“You don’t have to do this.”“I do,” Molly insisted.“If we don’t figure this out, Elliot wins. And I’m not letting that happen.”The war room was tense as Max, Molly, and Emily faced Leonard, the elder Emily had met earlier.The ledger lay open on the table between them, the evidence clear and damning.Leonard’s eyes darted nervously between the pages and Max’s cold stare.“I don’t know what you think you’re proving, Max.”Max slammed his hand on the table, making Leo
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As the team prepared to dig deeper, Winston, the family’s loyal butler, entered the room, his footsteps measured.He carried a small, sealed envelope in his gloved hands.“Master Max,” Winston said, his voice soft.“There’s something you should see.”Max looked up, frowning.“What is it?”Winston hesitated before extending the envelope.“Your father left this for you before he disappeared. I was instructed to give it to you when the time was right.”Max stared at the envelope, his heart pounding.“Why now?”Winston’s expression was unreadable.“Because the time has come for you to know the truth.”Max took the envelope, his hands shaking slightly.He glanced at Molly and Emily, who watched him with bated breath.“What’s in it?” Emily asked gently.Max’s voice was quiet but resolute.“The truth.”As Max turned the envelope over, he noticed his father’s handwriting scrawled across the front: For Max, when it matters most.Max sat at the edge of the war room table, the sealed letter in h
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Except it wasn’t labeled openly. It was hidden under a false title: Financial Restructuring Plans, 1980–1990.“Clever,” Molly muttered as Max pulled the file.He opened it on a nearby table, revealing decades-old documents, photographs, and letters.The contents were damning.Max flipped through the file, each page painting a picture darker than the last. The Montgomery family had secretly funded illegal activities to maintain their grip on power:sabotage of competitors, bribes to government officials, and even orchestrated “accidents” for allies who became liabilities.“This…” Emily whispered, her eyes wide.“This is corruption on a massive scale.”Max’s hand froze on a photograph of his father with Nathaniel Stoke, both men shaking hands at the announcement of the pact.The caption read: Partnership for a New Era.“Look at this,” Max said, pointing to a memo dated weeks after the pact collapsed.“‘Ensure complete control by eliminating dissent.’” He clenched his fist. “This is pro
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Outside, Red Fang and his men engaged the intruders, their movements sharp and deadly.Bullets ricocheted off walls and statues, and the estate’s gardens became a warzone.“Push them back!” Red Fang roared, slicing through one of the attackers with brutal precision.“No one gets inside!”One of his men called out, “Sir, they’re too coordinated! It’s like they’ve been planning this for months.”Red Fang growled.“Then we make them regret it.”Max fought his way through the chaos, dispatching intruders with swift, precise movements.He moved with purpose, his mind focused on one thing: stopping whoever was behind this.As he entered the grand hall, he froze.At the far end of the room stood Victor Kane, his face illuminated by the flickering flames of a shattered chandelier.“Well, well,” Victor said, his smirk infuriatingly smug.“Look who decided to join the party.”Max’s eyes narrowed.“Victor. I should’ve known.”Victor chuckled, stepping forward.“Elliot sends his regards. He wante
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Victor stumbled out of the burning Montgomery estate, clutching his bleeding shoulder.His breaths came in ragged gasps as he glared back at the mansion.The mission had failed, but his anger burned hotter than his pain.“This isn’t over,” he muttered, disappearing into the shadows.Inside, Max leaned heavily against a pillar as Gerald reached down to help him up.“You’ve seen better days,” Gerald said dryly, gripping Max’s arm.Max winced but accepted the help.“What are you doing here, Gerald? Last I checked, you were locked away.”Gerald smirked faintly.“Let’s just say I know this estate better than the people who tried to keep me locked up.”Max pulled his arm free, his eyes narrowing.“Why should I believe you? You betrayed this family once. What’s stopping you from doing it again?”Gerald sighed, leaning against a nearby wall.“I didn’t come here to ask for your trust, Max. I came because I realized the truth—and because I owe you and your father more than I can ever repay.”Ma
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The room was silent except for the hum of the tablet as Max and his allies analyzed the anonymous message.The single name—Reginald Montgomery—hung in the air like a storm cloud.“Reginald,” Emily repeated, her voice uncertain.“Your great-uncle?”Max nodded, his jaw tight.“He’s one of the oldest and most powerful members of the family. If this message is right… he’s the one pulling all the strings.”Molly frowned, staring at the screen.“But why? What could he gain from tearing down the family he’s part of?”“Power,” Gerald said grimly, stepping forward.“Reginald’s been consolidating power for decades. If he orchestrated all this, it wasn’t just to hurt the Stokes or your father. It was to make himself untouchable.”Red Fang crossed his arms, his tone skeptical.“So how do we know this isn’t another setup?”Max’s eyes narrowed.“We find out. Trace the message.”The trail led them to a dilapidated safehouse on the outskirts of the city, its exterior overgrown with ivy and weeds.The
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Max turned to her, his voice low but firm.“Then we take him down. Expose everything.”Molly glanced up from the laptop.“That’s easier said than done. Reginald’s been covering his tracks for decades. And if he’s as powerful as this makes him look, he’ll know we’re onto him.”Back at the Montgomery estate, Max and his team regrouped in the war room, laying out the evidence they’d collected.The sheer scope of Reginald’s influence was staggering—bank accounts, property holdings, and a network of loyalists within the family council.“This isn’t just one man,” Gerald said, gesturing to the files.“This is an empire within the family. He’s been playing the long game, and we’re just now catching up.”Max stared at the ledger from the vault, now cross-referenced with the safehouse documents.“Elliot never realized he was being used. Reginald manipulated him just like everyone else.”Emily leaned against the table, her voice soft.“Max, if Reginald knows you’re onto him…”“He’ll come after m
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One elder, a stern woman with silver hair, leaned forward.“Your reckless actions have drawn enemies to our gates, Max. You’ve endangered everything we’ve built.”Another elder, a balding man, added, “Your defiance against this council is unacceptable. Do you deny your role in the chaos that has befallen the Montgomery name?”Max’s jaw tightened, but he spoke with measured calm.“I deny nothing. The attacks on this family weren’t caused by me—they were orchestrated by someone in this very room.”The hall fell silent as Max placed the evidence on the table. He slid the ledger, surveillance images, and documents from the safehouse across the polished wood.“This is proof of decades of betrayal. Proof that someone among us has been manipulating this family for their own gain.”The elders leaned forward, scanning the documents.Some paled as they read, while others exchanged wary glances.A few shook their heads in disbelief.“This is absurd,” one elder scoffed, shoving the papers aside.
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The bunker’s silence was suffocating.Max’s fingers hovered over the button, every muscle in his body screaming for him to end this.One press.One moment.Elliot’s empire—gone.Emily, bruised and breathless, rushed into the chamber first, Red Fang and Molly behind her.“Max!” she gasped, eyes darting between him and Elliot. “Do it. End this.”Red Fang, ever the pragmatist, cocked his gun. “Push the damn button, boss.”Molly’s gaze flickered to the mainframe. “We don’t even know what wiping it will trigger.”Max knew that.That’s why he wasn’t pressing it.Something wasn’t right.Elliot, bloody but smirking, watched him carefully.“You hesitate,” he murmured. “Smart.”Emily’s breath hitched. “Max, don’t listen to him.”Elliot’s smirk widened.“You think I built this entire empire just for it to collapse with me?” His bruised fingers tapped the device in his palm. “Go ahead. Destroy it. But you won’t be stopping anything.”Max’s grip tightened.“Then what am I stopping?”Elliot chuckle
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The bunker loomed before them, half-buried beneath ice and reinforced steel. The frozen wind howled across the tundra, but Max barely felt it.He could only see one thing.The entrance to Project Nemesis.Red Fang, Emily, and Orlov’s strike team flanked him. The Russian general’s men were hardened operatives, armed to the teeth.“Thermal scans show minimal movement inside,” Molly reported through the comms. “But that’s impossible. Elliot wouldn’t leave this place unguarded.”Max’s jaw tightened.“He’s waiting.”Emily’s hand hovered over her gun.“So what’s the play?”Max stepped forward.“No more tricks,” he said. “I go in alone.”The bunker’s inner doors slid open, revealing a massive, circular chamber bathed in dim, blue light.And at its center—Elliot.Standing alone, dressed in a black combat shirt, his expression calm.Waiting.“You made it,” Elliot said smoothly. “Was starting to think you’d given up.”Max stepped forward, muscles coiled.“No more games.”Elliot smirked.“No. J
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Max’s eyelids cracked open, and the first thing he felt was pain.His wrists were bound.His head throbbed.His breath came out in short, sharp bursts, the frigid air burning his lungs.The room was concrete and steel, dimly lit by a single overhead bulb.A black site.Siberia.He flexed his fingers, feeling the bite of handcuffs against his skin.Across from him, Emily and Red Fang sat in matching restraints, their eyes flicking toward him as he stirred.Emily’s lip was split. Red Fang’s knuckles were bruised.Max let out a slow, steady breath.Elliot had planned for this.And now?Now they were in his trap.The heavy door groaned open.A man strode in—tall, broad, and radiating pure military authority.General Dmitri Orlov.His icy blue eyes swept over them, calculating, judging.He stopped before Max, arms crossed.“I should execute you where you sit,” Orlov said in flawless English.Max didn’t flinch.“You’d be making a mistake.”Orlov’s expression didn’t change.“You are Maxwell
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Max’s hands shook as he stared at the blinking red display on Emily’s chest.0:59He swallowed, forcing his mind to slow down.“Emily, don’t move,” he said, his voice tight.She held her breath. “Wasn’t planning to.”The bomb’s wiring was intricate, laced with a failsafe mechanism designed to detonate if tampered with incorrectly.0:45Molly’s voice crackled through the earpiece.“Max, I’m in the system—there’s a wireless detonation trigger, but I can’t hack it remotely. You have to disable it manually.”Red Fang’s tone was grim. “How much time?”Max exhaled shakily. “Not enough.”0:30His fingers moved with surgical precision, tracing the primary detonation circuit. One wrong move, and Emily would—No.Focus.Emily’s eyes locked on his. “Max.”0:15“Almost there,” he muttered.0:10Max found the kill switch—but it was wired to a secondary charge.Damn it.He had one chance.One cut.He sliced through the wire.0:03The countdown stopped.A sharp, piercing silence filled the room.Emi
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The skyline of Dubai gleamed under the desert moon, an empire of glass and steel stretching toward the heavens.At its peak stood the Desert Crown, a private skyscraper Elliot had turned into his personal fortress.Tonight, Max was walking straight into it.Max adjusted his collar, stepping out of the sleek black car that had been provided for him.No weapons.No backup.No second chances.Elliot had made that clear.The building’s penthouse elevator was already waiting.Red Fang’s voice crackled through the hidden earpiece.“You sure about this, boss?”Max stepped inside.“No.”The elevator doors sealed shut, carrying him into the lion’s den.The penthouse was a study in excess. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering skyline, the city pulsing with unmatched wealth and power.And at the center of it all—Elliot.Sitting in a high-backed chair, dressed in a custom black suit, a drink in hand, smirking like he’d already won.Emily was nowhere to be seen.Max’s fists clenched.
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The screen on Viktor’s phone lit up.A live news broadcast.Max turned his head slightly—and felt his blood go cold.His own face flashed across the screen.BREAKING NEWS:“Interpol confirms Maxwell Montgomery is in possession of a classified bioweapon. Global alert issued. Immediate capture or termination authorized.”Max’s heartbeat thundered.No.Elliot’s voice hummed through the line.“You see, Max… while you were busy looking for me?”The smirk was almost audible.“I made the world believe you’re the real threat.”Viktor gave him a mocking shrug.“Sorry, Max. It’s just business.”Gunfire roared through the abandoned warehouse, bullets sparking off rusted steel beams as Max dove for cover behind a stack of shipping crates. The acrid stench of gunpowder filled the air, mingling with the heavy scent of betrayal.Red Fang was already firing back, his rifle barking as he clipped one of Viktor’s men.But it wasn’t enough.They were outnumbered.And worse—Emily was gone.“Max, we gotta
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The abandoned warehouse smelled of gun oil and damp concrete.Max stood in the shadows, his eyes scanning every darkened corner. He knew better than to trust anyone in Elliot’s world—especially a man like Viktor Kazan.Viktor wasn’t just a weapons dealer. He was a kingmaker, supplying warlords, rogue states, and intelligence agencies with the tools to rewrite power structures.And now, Max needed him.Red Fang, standing beside him, kept his hand resting near his holster. Just in case.“I don’t like this,” Red Fang muttered.Max’s jaw clenched.“Neither do I.”A rusted door groaned open, and Viktor Kazan entered.He was a hulking man, dressed in a long military coat, his bald head gleaming under the dim warehouse lights. A scar ran from his temple to his jawline, a reminder of how many people had tried—and failed—to kill him.Behind him, two bodyguards followed, their expressions cold and unreadable.Viktor stopped a few feet away from Max, lighting a cigar.“You have some nerve, Montg
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Max sat in the dimly lit safe house, staring at the flickering monitor in front of him. The screen was filled with news reports, security alerts, and live footage of military convoys moving through major cities.Every government agency. Every intelligence network. Every law enforcement unit in the world.They were all looking for one man.Him.“Maxwell Montgomery is now the world’s most wanted fugitive,” the news anchor declared. “Following an attack on an Interpol cyber facility in Singapore, he has been officially classified as a global terrorist—”Max clicked the screen off.His jaw clenched.Elliot had played him perfectly.Red Fang paced the length of the room, his expression unreadable.“We can’t stay here,” he said. “Not for long.”Emily sat cross-legged on the couch, arms folded tightly against her chest. Her eyes flicked to the closed blinds.“The moment we step out, we’re dead,” she muttered. “Every security camera, every border checkpoint—hell, even private contractors will
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Max stood over Molly’s terminal, eyes scanning the empty data feeds. The endless networks, the financial grids, the black-market communication lines—Elliot had wiped them clean.His name was nowhere.His digital footprint, nonexistent.Max’s jaw tightened.Molly cursed under her breath, fingers flying over the keyboard. “This isn’t just some rich guy going off-grid—this is a complete system-level erasure.”Red Fang leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his expression grim. “It’s like he was never even here.”Emily stood near the window, arms folded. Her gaze was distant, calculating.“He knew we’d come for him,” she murmured. “He’s already three steps ahead.”Max’s chest burned with frustration.Elliot hadn’t just vanished.He had left nothing behind.No shell companies.No offshore accounts.No former contacts willing to speak his name.It was as if he had rewritten the world to forget him.But Max knew better.Elliot wasn’t hiding. He was waiting.A New Power RisesRed Fang’s
