The Betrayed Genius's Fiery Reckoning

shock was gone. All that remained was a silent, crystalline rage. They didn't jus

er. The quiet, unassuming scientist was gone. In

a change of clothes, a burner phone I kept for emergencies, and my personal laptop. I wiped the hard drive of Clay' s burner phone, copied all its

yped a name into a secure se

She was an IP attorney with a legendary reputation for dismantling

he downtown skyline. I walked in the next morning, not as Elle

Sharp, dressed in a severe black s

mth. "My assistant said it was urgent. I have a

drive on her polished mahogany desk. "The passwo

eyes. She plugged the drive into her computer. Her p

watched her face. It remained impassive as she saw the photos of Clay' s othe

the folder label

a conference call. Clay, Abel, Josiah Klein, and Ca

paranoia since Abel' s death. We have her therapist's notes-he' s on our payroll,

and pragmatic: "And the conserv

y's most valuable asset is paramount. Her IP is tied to her personally. As her conserva

k at me. For the first time, I saw something other than profe

u," she said, her voice a low growl.

My own voice

asked. "Revenge? A settlement? I c

The wasted love. The manufacture

ilt on my work, but it was funded by their lies. I want them

e of their IPO, we file an emergency injunction freezing all intellectual property registered

hat?" I

t unless the IPO is withdrawn and all assets are liquidated, you will release the entirety of your resea

; it would render the very thing they stole from me worthless to the

ssibility, but as a fact. "Financially, professiona

ded.

angerous. That recording proves it. They will not hesitate to follow through on their p

panion was gone, replaced by a cold, hard purpose. I was no longer a victim. I was a weapon, a