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Chapter 6 - The Architect of Shadows

I sank slowly into the leather armchair, my legs no longer capable of supporting my weight. The air smelled of paper and impending catastrophe.

“Eliam… knew all along,” I whispered. The tears finally broke, spilling down my cold cheeks. “He came to the funeral. He held me while I cried. He watched me fall apart for three years, and he said nothing.”

“What would you have done, Clara?” Dr. Kessel asked gently, leaning across the desk. “Tell me honestly. If he had told you that your twenty-four-year-old sister was lying in a secret, medically induced coma with half her skull rebuilt, that powerful men with unlimited resources were monitoring every phone line and bank account tied to your name—what would you have done?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but the words withered on my tongue.

I would have gone to her. I would have screamed for justice. I would have demanded answers from the police. I would have brought the entire apparatus of state scrutiny down upon our heads.

“You would have led them straight to her,” Kessel said plainly. “And you would have been executed in your own home. Eliam understood that. He took the Helios drive, and he made a devil’s bargain.”

“What bargain?”

“He used his own personal savings, took out quiet loans against his retirement portfolios, and entered Sarah into this facility under a fabricated identity,” Kessel explained. “I was already establishing Oakridge as a secure enclave for vulnerable patients. For eight years, Eliam has paid every cent of her medical care. He visited her three times a year, in total secrecy, while she underwent seven reconstructive surgeries and four years of physical therapy just to regain the ability to speak.”

“And her memory?” I choked out. “Does she know who I am?”

“Her long-term memory returned eighteen months ago,” Kessel said. “The first name she spoke when she woke from the cognitive haze was yours.”

A sob ripped from my throat, raw and agonizing. “Then why keep hiding her now? If she’s awake, if she remembers—why did Eliam take leave from his job last week? Why was he meeting her this morning with his laptop?”

Kessel’s expression hardened. The sorrow in his eyes was replaced by an icy, immediate dread.

“Because the statute of limitations on the Helios state contracts expires at the end of this month,” Kessel said. “And two weeks ago, the founder of Helios, Marcus Vance, announced his candidacy for the United States Senate.”

My blood ran cold.

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“Eliam didn't take leave to visit Sarah for comfort,” Kessel said grimly. “He took leave because ten days ago, a surveillance team was spotted parked outside this facility. Helios knows the leak wasn't destroyed. They are tracing the financial shell accounts Eliam used to pay for her treatment. Eliam is here because he is preparing to smuggle Sarah out of the country before their kill team arrives.”

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