Chapter 12 - The Blackout Protocol
The tablet screen blinked once, twice, and then went entirely dark. The live feed from camera four vanished, replaced by a generic corporate logo of Julian’s own company—a company he had founded, built, and now officially lost control of in less than twelve hours.
Julian sat frozen in the driver's seat of his car, the harsh pink neon light of the diner sign casting long, jagged shadows across his face. The silence inside the vehicle was heavy, broken only by Lily’s quiet, muffled sniffles from the backseat.
"Daddy?" Lily's small voice trembled as she leaned forward, pressing her cheek against the back of his seat. "Are the bad people going to take our house away?"
Julian turned around, unclipping his seatbelt so he could reach back and gently stroke her blonde hair. His hand was steady now, drained of all adrenaline, replaced by a cold, quiet resolve. The panic was gone; in its place was the precise, analytical mindset of an engineer examining a fatal system crash.
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"No, sweetheart," Julian said, forcing a soft, reassuring smile onto his face despite the churning storm inside hi
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