LOGINIvan's Pov
The argument started in the operations room and it was the kind of argument that had been building for days without either of us acknowledging it.
Nikolai had just finished telling Rem to restrict Ace's access to the operations board. Not reduce it. Remove it entirely.
I waited until Rem left the room. Then I closed the door.
"No," I said.
Nikolai looked up from th
Ace's PovElena and Ghost arrived at noon. The building felt different the moment they walked in. Not because Ghost did anything visible to change it. Because the specific awareness that someone in the room understood every system running inside the walls produced a kind of alertness that had no other cause.Ghost was younger than I expected. Early twenties. The kind of face that gave away nothing. It had been designed to give away nothing for a long time. They said nothing when introduced. I understood immediately that saying nothing was not rudeness. It was standard operating practice.Elena was different from yesterday. In the residential building she had been careful and measured. Two people learning each other across a table. Here she was in someone else's space. She was not comfortable in someone else's space. The discomfort came out as something sharper than the previous meeting had shown me.
Nikolai's PovWe spent four hours discussing it. We arrived at a position that none of us fully liked and all of us could accept. The only kind of position available.Ace would meet Elena. Not alone in the terms she had specified. Alone in appearance. Rem would position four people within a two-minute response distance of the meeting location. The jacket lining tracking was off the table because she had named it specifically. Using a method she had already identified would communicate only that we had not taken her seriously.We used a different method instead. Rem built it into Ace's secondary phone. A method that had not existed three months ago. It had not been visible during the two-year observation window Elena claimed."If she finds this one too." Rem finished the installation."Then she is better than I think she is. If she is better than I think she is we ne
Ivan's PovThe attack hit at four in the morning. Rem's alert system caught it within ninety seconds of the first intrusion. Fast enough to limit the initial damage, nfast enough to prevent it entirely."Financial architecture." Rem was already at the equipment station when I reached the operational room. His screens showed activity across six different account structures simultaneously. "She is not trying to drain them. She is trying to move them.""Move them where.""Flagged accounts. Accounts that would trigger federal review if significant transfers landed in them."I looked at the screens. "She wants us investigated. Not bankrupt.""Yes. Significantly more sophisticated than a theft. A theft we could recover from. A federal financial review during our current transition period would be catastrophic."Ace was in the door
Ace's PovI held the weapon level for exactly three seconds.Then I turned it toward the white-haired man.The room understood what was happening approximately two seconds after I did.Those two seconds were enough.Ivan was already moving when the security personnel began to respond. His position at the door gave him the angle on the three guards closest to the representatives. Nikolai moved simultaneously toward the piece-manager cluster. Not to engage them. To put himself between them and the primary exit. He blocked the instinct to flee before it could organize into actual departure."Nobody moves." My voice carried across the room without effort. "Not because you are in danger. Because what I am about to say requires everyone in this room to hear it clearly before anyone makes a decision they cannot walk back."The room
Ace's PovThe public announcement went out at noon. I wrote every word of it myself.Rem transmitted it across the same channels the Council had used for their Supreme Leader declaration. Every organization in the seventeen-piece structure received it simultaneously. Every criminal network in the northeastern corridor had my name attached to a formal acceptance within the same hour.Nikolai read the draft before I sent it.He handed it back to me without speaking."You understand what this does.""Yes." His voice was very flat."It looks like I am confirming everything they declared. It looks like the execution order they put out in my name is something I am now publicly endorsing.""Yes. I understand that.""And.""I am trusting you. That is the hardest thing I
Nikolai's PovI had known this moment was coming from the second Rem's face changed in the operational room.Ace put the recording on the table between us. Not the device. The printed transcript. He sat across from me. Ivan sat to my left. Neither of them spoke first.I did not make them wait."Yes. That is me.""Four days ago.""Yes.""You contacted a Council representative directly. Through a channel you sourced independently of Rem or me or Ivan.""Yes.""While I was inside their structure running a double game specifically designed to avoid them knowing they had leverage over us through the penthouse device.""Yes."Ivan was very still beside me."What did you offer them.""The parallel track. The
Ace’s/Ivan’sPovI couldn't think.What the fuck just happened?I couldn't fucking think, overwhelmed, by everything going on. Why were they doing this to me, strumming me like a guitar. It was humiliating and I hated it.But a whine escaped me as Nickolai’s hand left my hair and Ivan pulled back fr
Nikolai's povIvan was enjoying himself far too much. He had that sick little grin on his face as he pressed the blunt side of his knife on Ace’s wrists. I knew it didn't cut, didn't draw blood, but it pulled another startled cry from Ace, which was what he wanted.“Brother,” Ivan said lightly, “h
Ace's pov Darkness pulsed behind my eyelids as a low throb echoed in my skull— slow at first, then pounding; violent and merciless.I sucked in a breath. My body didn’t move. Instead, my wrists screamed when I tried. My ankles too.Panic snapped through me so sharply I nearly choked on it. What th
Sergei's pov I hated loose ends.I hated them more than sloppy employers, more than late payments, more than blood that wouldn't wash out of my clothes.But this loose end? This fucking kid?I wanted to crush his windpipe with my bare hands.He had me chasing him halfway across Vanguard City, thro







