He Chose my Cousin, I Chose Revenge

n Francisco jus

ried no familiarity, no comfort, no history. I stood still for a moment outside the termina

shoes. Just a black sedan waiting under a shadowed awning, engine hummin

his name. He did

away from the airport and toward something I had not yet named. The driver said nothing. No radio

people moving in streaks of color beneath dimming light. Bridges curled like sleeping snakes over wa

rehead lightly

elf. I would peel off Noelle Vale layer by

. Concrete and slate, no logos, no branding. A keypad on the door, no bell. I ste

ock c

ed steel. Matte black accents. White walls with no art. Eve

e eighth floor, walked down the hallway, and found the

ent was alr

he always did. He was steady, unreadable, like he never fully put his guard down even among allies

de it,"

s do," I

k, and I enter

throw pillows, no signs of life except a desk in the corner and a faint scent of lemon cleaner. The windows

my bag b

d the cap, and drank. It was cold, grounding. Th

be safe,"

kno

ies. Everything's paid for through a dormant tru

lingered on me. "

t wasn't simple. I felt detached but aware.

id eventually

have to sta

ready

board I hadn't played on in years. Every light pulsing like a heartbeat. Every

tablet power on, the click of something metallic,

e said. "Just basics. You

was tho

window and held out a

Secure. No registr

a phone, yet it felt heavier than the weight of metal

the l

is preloaded. I built a tunnel that lets you access inter

eyes. "How'

instructions. She also forwarded

ped the laptop. I sat down bes

lain folder label

ds - Inter

hots. Emails. Strategy drafts. And t

a's face was at the top. Her expression was sweet, eyes

much needed rest. She has been under intense pressure for a long time.

d at th

ove

of the chair beside me,

ming you," he

they know the world sympathizes with the woman w

ng CEO. No mention of my absence being voluntary. No divorce.

ting me out o

r file. A short m

sia is positioning herself as interim media liaison. So

ed the

faster than I ant

but I felt the weight o

m," I continued. "Every lie.

public statements made by Vale Threads in the past seventy-two hours. Each one would be

ts. I documented their full names, contract values, and dates of engagement. I

try was a no

thly, they will slip. And wh

saved it to the secure dr

viduals still within the company. People who had been there since the beginning. People

stay steady. Trust action over headli

it uns

uld stay quiet. If they wer

finall

e's m

. He held ou

motional crisis for months. That the board had no choice but to remove you for your sa

a deep

ruth," I said. "If they control the story long

oping the board will acce

"Not all of them. Not

nd supply chain shifts or customer churn. She didn't know how to handle a vendor crisis or when to

d anoth

a conce

a shell brand. Local distribution only. Lim

top, I

ross Desi

hing elegant. Something that reminded the right

tment. It was still unfamiliar, still temporary, but

g behind me again.

tomorrow

studio. Handle permits. Fi

" I added. "Nothing

meone start

what I want t

ned off the overhead light. The room s

ld rest,"

I murmured

alone in

alm to the glass. The cold was steady. Re

t they coul

eal everything and spin th

rgot somethi

t vanis

tepped out

ing back with the