Chapter 95 The Man Observing the Fire
Chapter 95 The Man Observing the Fire
The clock read 6:47 p.m.
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Five hours until midnight.
Five hours until the world potentially watched the King empire collapse beyond recovery.
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In the underground archive, the tension sharpened into something unbearable.
Federal analysts were struggling to decode the encrypted release sequence while news coverage above ground spiraled further out of control.
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And through all of it,
Charles remained unaccounted for.
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Lila stood by the central monitors, reviewing incoming reports rapidly.
"Financial regulators are freezing multiple King Empire accounts."
Another analyst chimed in,
"International partners are beginning to pull contracts."
A third voice cut in.
"Global social sentiment is plummeting."
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None of this seemed to fully register with Adrian anymore.
Because his attention had narrowed to just one thing.
Charles.
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"He’s still close," Adrian said quietly.
Lila glanced at him.
"You can't know that."
"Yes," Adrian replied.
"I can."
There was a brief silence.
"He wouldn’t have orchestrated all this just to disappear before the ending."
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And deep down,
Everyone knew he was right.
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Charles wanted to see the collapse unfold firsthand.
Not financially.
But emotionally.
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Zoe observed Adrian carefully from across the room.
Something about him had changed again after viewing the footage.
Not colder.
Worse.
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More empty.
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As if he was starting to question whether any choice in his life was truly his.
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She walked toward him quietly.
"You need to rest."
Adrian shook his head right away.
"No."
"You haven't stopped moving since the explosion."
"I’m fine."
"You’re not."
That finally made him look at her.
And for a fleeting moment,
The exhaustion behind his eyes became visible.
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Then it faded away again.
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"Charles designed this whole scenario around psychology," Adrian said quietly.
"If I slow down now, he gains the upper hand."
Zoe frowned slightly.
"And what if you destroy yourself in the pursuit?"
Silence fell.
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Because neither of them had an answer for that.
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Suddenly,
A federal communications officer rushed towards them quickly.
"Mr. King."
Adrian turned instantly.
"We intercepted another transmission."
"From Charles?"
"Possibly."
The officer handed over a tablet.
Audio only.
Encrypted routing.
No confirmed location.
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Adrian pressed play without hesitation.
Static crackled softly before,
Charles’s voice filled the room.
Calm.
Measured.
Almost tired.
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"If you’re hearing this, Adrian, then you’ve already found the archive."
The room became silent instantly.
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"I imagine by now you've grasped something important."
A pause.
"Neither of us were shaped naturally."
Adrian clenched his jaw.
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"My father taught me survival through loss."
Another pause.
"Yours taught you power through control."
Static crackled briefly.
Then Charles continued softly,
"And somehow, we both turned into precisely what they wanted."
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Zoe felt a painful tightness in her chest.
Because beneath everything else,
There was grief in his voice now.
Genuine grief.
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"I used to believe that destroying you would mend something within me," Charles confessed quietly.
"But the reality is…"
A long pause followed.
Then,
"You were never truly the enemy."
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The room remained completely still.
Even the federal agents listened in silence now.
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Charles exhaled softly through the recording.
"The real tragedy, Adrian, is that you still love people despite knowing the depths of what powerful men are capable of."
Another pause.
"And I no longer know how."
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The audio ended abruptly.
Silence swallowed the archive afterward.
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Lila looked unsettled now.
"That didn’t sound like a man planning to escape."
"No," Adrian said quietly.
"It sounded like a farewell."
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The realization spread through the room slowly.
And suddenly,
A far more terrifying possibility surfaced.
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"What if Charles doesn't plan to survive this?" Zoe whispered.
No one responded right away.
Because everyone had already started considering that notion.
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Meanwhile,
Miles away,
Charles sat alone in an abandoned observatory overlooking the mountains.
Darkness spread slowly beyond the massive glass windows while distant city lights flickered faintly across the horizon.
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Multiple monitors surrounded him.
News coverage.
Reports on the King Empire collapse.
Federal emergency broadcasts.
Footage of Victor’s arrest replaying endlessly.
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And on the central monitor,
Adrian.
Live footage from earlier outside the cabin.
Exhausted.
Shattered.
Still searching.
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Charles watched in silence.
No satisfaction left in his expression now.
Only emptiness.
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The final release countdown ticked softly on another screen nearby.
04:11:32 remaining.
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A phone nearby vibrated suddenly.
Charles glanced at the caller ID.
Victor King.
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For a few seconds,
He contemplated whether he should ignore it or answer it.
Then he finally answered.
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Victor's voice was sharp from the start.
"What exactly are you trying to achieve?"
Charles chuckled softly.
"No greeting?"
"You’ve destroyed everything."
"No," Charles replied calmly.
"I illuminated it."
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Victor's tone hardened instantly.
"You think this will bring your father back?"
Silence.
A dangerous one.
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Then Charles replied quietly,
"You still don’t understand what you took from him."
Victor exhaled sharply.
"Daniel Madison destroyed himself."
"No," Charles answered immediately.
"You destroyed him slowly enough that nobody noticed."
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The words thudded heavily between them.
Years of hatred compressed into one sentence.
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Victor finally spoke again.
"What do you want?"
Charles gazed at the countdown timer.
Then turned towards Adrian’s image on the monitor.
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And for the first time in years,
He answered honestly.
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"I wanted someone to finally see what men like you create."
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Victor's voice lowered dangerously.
"You’re unstable."
Charles smiled faintly.
"Possibly."
A pause.
"But I learned from the best."
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Then he disconnected the call.
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Silence returned to the observatory.
Only the countdown remained.
03:58:07.
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Charles leaned back slowly in his chair.
Eyes fixed on Adrian’s image.
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And quietly,
Almost regretfully,
He whispered to the empty room:
"I really did try to avoid destroying you along with him."