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Chapter 80: It Wasn’t The Earthquake
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Elena had been right about one thing. He needed to get out of the house. He had been sitting in his study since morning, the surveillance report open on his desk and Liyana's voice from the night before echoing in his head — "Daddy, u always look sad now." He got dressed. He drove. Michael’s report had come through at nine seventeen. She was at a venue on Sunset. He had been planning to go to Harris’s dinner on the west side. He picked up his phone. He changed the reservation. He told himself it was because he needed air. He did not examine the rest of it. The lounge was the kind of place his circle had frequented for years. Familiar. Loud enough to make thinking difficult. Harris was already there when he arrived, along with Daniel, Sam, and Isaac at the corner table. Eliza stood up and hugged him, saying nothing about the trial, which meant everyone had been briefed to remain silent. The booth went quiet for exactly half a second when Raiyan sat down. Not respectful, quiet.
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Faiyaz stepped back inside after she went to bed. The terrace was quiet. The coffee cups still on the railing. The lemon cake on the counter with one slice missing — Riyana had negotiated a second piece at some point during the evening and nobody had been able to explain how. He stood in the kitchen for a moment. Then he picked up his phone and called Amer. It rang four times. “You’re still up,” Amer said. “How are you feeling?” “Like someone hit me with a car.” A pause. “Literally.” “You look better than you did this afternoon.” “Low bar, Faiyaz.” “You were conscious. I was relieved.” Amer laughed. Short. Then stopped because it hurt. “She seemed okay. When she left.” “She was.” “She always seems okay.” “I know.” A beat. “Did she cry?” Amer asked. “No.” “Did she almost cry?” Faiyaz looked at the cake. “Even if she did, we would never know.” “Okay.” The word of a man filing something he had been waiting to hear. “Good. That means something went
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"It is not birthday etiquette." "Is it not." He reached for the cake. She ran. He caught her in three steps and she was laughing — actually laughing, the real one, the one that had been absent from her face for weeks — and Riyana was chasing both of them in circles shouting "MOMMY RUN" without any clear allegiance to either party. When it was over — cake on both of them, Riyana thoroughly satisfied, Farisa already photographing everything — Faiyaz looked at her. "Bake me my cake," he said. "The lemon one. Properly. Tonight." "You just had cake." "That was an assault. I want the real one." "That is incredibly entitled." "It is my birthday." She looked at him. "Fine," she said. Riyana tugged her sleeve. Hard. "Mommy Can I help?" she said. Looking up with the full force of everything she had. "Yes, You can help," Zoya pinched her cheek. Riyana pumped her small fist. ⸻ The kitchen smelled like butter and warm sugar. Riyana had positioned herself on th
Vows Written In Silence Chapter 89: Birthday Etiquette
She looked up from her napkin. "I'm not walking away." "I know you aren't. But what happens if you did?" She looked back out at the dark water. "The people who were targeted lose their recourse." "Besides that." "The framework Loujain built stays perfectly intact." "Besides that, Zoya." She didn't answer. "You go home," Faiyaz said. "You go back to LA. To Riyana. To Joseph. To a regular life that doesn't involve seeing him across a corridor every single morning." He tilted his head slightly, studying her face. "That is not the worst outcome in the world." "Faiyaz." "I am completely serious." "I know you are." She looked back at him, her hazel eyes heavy. "That is exactly why I am not engaging with the question." He leaned back against the cushion of his chair. "You are the most stubborn person I have ever met in my life. And I went to school with Amer." "Amer is not stubborn," she countered quietly. "Amer is simply wrong about everything he says and refuses to
Vows Written In Silence Chapter 88: The Beginning of Preference
He slid the page back. "Finish your lunch," he said. She picked up the page. Turned it face down again. Picked up her fork. He went back to his food. They did not speak again. When she left — five minutes before him, she put on her coat, picked up her bag — she said "Mr. Fayez" without stopping and walked through the door. He looked at the table beside him. At the eighteen inches of space. At the document she had left behind. One page. The second one. He picked it up. He left a larger tip than necessary and walked back to the office four minutes ahead of schedule. Nyla looked up when he came in. Four minutes early. He didn't explain. He never explained. But he had also never come back early before. She looked back at her screen. She entered a number into the transfer schedule. Got it right this time. It didn't help. ⸻ Adam told Nyla on a Thursday. "The Paris office needs someone on the restructuring team. Send Mona's file to HR." Nyl
Vows Written In Silence Chapter 87: Santa Barbara
Raiyan didn't answer immediately. Michael had worked for him for six years. He had never once asked that question about a witness. Or a plaintiff. Or opposing counsel. "Every hour," Raiyan said. "Until I say otherwise." "Of course." He ended the call. Michael sat with the phone in his hand for a moment. Every update for three weeks had ended with the same name. He made a note. Said nothing. Went back to work. ⸻ Raiyan got out of the car. Malik. He walked toward the entrance and stopped. She had walked out eleven minutes ago. She was somewhere in this city in Faiyaz Malik's car and he had no legitimate reason to be standing in this car park and no explanation for being here that she would accept. His phone lit up. Michael. "Sir. The SUV just moved. Repositioning south — back toward Joseph's route." He stared at the screen. She wasn't heading back to Joseph's. They didn't know that yet. He pulled up the Lamborghini's last known position on the feed.
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Zoya’s mouth opened.Nothing came out.Not because she didn’t have an answer — she did. It was there, sharp and ready, something she could throw at him and end the conversation cleanly. But she refused to let him see how much the question had landed. He was too close. Close enough that his shadow c
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The Reyes estate was quiet in the late afternoon. Staff moved discreetly. No one raised their voice in this house unless it was deliberate.At the head of the table sat Joseph Reyes.Silver hair. Straight posture. Dark suit, even at home. Not for appearance. For routine. His face carried age withou
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The phone buzzed again and this time the sound felt louder in the small kitchen, sharp enough to scrape across Raiyan’s nerves. Zoya didn’t move toward it. She didn’t even look down. She didn’t need to. Raiyan was already reaching for it before he consciously decided to. His thumb slid across th
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