117. The Architect Revealed

The night was still as Elijah faced the masked figure. The Architect’s gaze pierced through the shadows, and Elijah’s fists tightened. This moment was years in the making, and the taunting presence before him only fueled his determination.

The Architect chuckled, his voice dripping with mockery. “You really don’t know how deep your family’s sins run, do you?”

Elijah stepped forward, his eyes narrowed. “Spare me the riddles. If you think you can frighten me with stories, you’re mistaken.”

“Oh, I’m not here to frighten you, Elijah,” the Architect replied, amusement flickering in his tone. “I’m here to dismantle you, piece by piece. Just as I helped dismantle the Nortons years ago.”

Elijah’s eyes sharpened. “Helped? What are you trying to say?”

The Architect tilted his head, his gaze intent. “It was all orchestrated, Elijah—the fall of your family, the betrayal you never saw coming.” He leaned in, his voice lowering to a dark whisper. “You think your parents’ downfall was an accident? No
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