Chapter 133

Rose hurled the empty bottle against the wall. It shattered into tiny pieces, much like their plans. On the television, news channels couldn't stop talking about the Phoenix Grid's successful launch. Camille's face

complete.

"Turn it off!" she screamed, her voice raw from hours of

rage.

Herod stood by the window of their shabby motel room, his back to her. They had been forced to hide here after abandoning his penthouse. His finger pressed the remote button, silencing Camille's voice mid- sentence about "transformation" and rising from the ashes."

"All of it," Herod said, his voice hollow with defeat. "All

my planning, all my resources, all the time spent cultivating Walsh as our inside

man, wasted."

"We knew they discovered Walsh," Rose paced the

worn carpet, her movements sharp and erratic. "But how did

they block the signal jammer too? That was supposed to be foolproof!"

Herod turned to face her. His expensive suit looked out of place against the peeling wallpaper. The

room smelled of old cigarettes and cheap cleaning products.

"Their systems had protections I've never seen

before," he said, frustration evident in the tightness of his jaw. "Everything I've

built since approaching you with this plan, gone in an instant."

Rose twisted the

cap off a new bottle with such force it cut into her palm. She didn't seem to notice the small line of blood.

"She's always one step ahead now," she

muttered, taking a long drink. "My sister. The great Camille Kane, Phoenix rising from the ashes."

Her mocking tone

couldn't hide the raw jealousy beneath. She turned to the mirror, barely recognizing herself. Her carefully maintained appearance had crumbled over the past days. Dark roots showed in her hair. Her eyes looked wild, rimmed with smeared makeup.

"We're finished," Herod said quietly. "Kane Industries stock

is soaring. The Grid is operational. Every plan we had has failed."

Rose spun toward him, bottle clutched in her white-

knuckled hand. "Finished? FINISHED? We haven't even started!"

"Rose..."

"No!" She moved closer, her face inches from his. "We didn't fail because

of Walsh or better security. We failed because we weren't willing to go far enough."

Herod studied her, seeing something dangerous in her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

“I

mean we've been playing by their rules." Rose's voice dropped to an intense whisper. " Trying to sabotage their precious Grid through codes and software. Trying to damage their reputation. It's too subtle." "There's nothing subtle about what we've tried," Herod argued.

"We never targeted the actual infrastructure. The physical Grid

"You're talking

lit up. "The main control hub. The primary junction boxes. The

codes, but through direct

not sabotage anymore, Rose. That's

laughed, the sound brittle and sharp. "Such a dramatic word. I prefer to

it direct action."

He closed it deliberately. "When I first approached you about working together, I wanted to

toward all along!" Rose slammed her bottle on the table,

over the sides. "Don't

act like you haven't thought

between thinking and

imagine making her suffer? Physically suffer?" Herod turned away, unable to deny it.

even. But fantasy

operational now," he said instead. "Security will

won." Rose moved closer again, her body pressing against his back, her voice a caress against

been neutralized. They won't

around his waist. "Think about

grand launch, celebrated

days later, its spectacular failure. Camille's

turned

a picture

crushed. Camille's

finally avenged.

do it?" he asked, already hating

widened. She moved to her bag,

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Security rotations.

planning this all along,"

been considering all options," Rose corrected, spreading the papers on the bed. The main control

be hurt,"

"Casualties are

"This isn't war."

came to me because Victoria Kane

joined you because Camille stole

again, her body warm and familiar. "We've tried it your way, Herod. The careful, calculated approach.

today's failure burned inside

and

their victory while he and Rose hid in this pathetic motel made his

knowing

night," Rose replied,

voice. "While they're still congratulating themselves. While

guard is down."

She pulled him

“I've already started planning. The security

walked

plan, Herod felt a growing unease. This wasn't the Rose he had first

Rose burned with something darker, more

happens after?" he asked when she

"If we do this, there's no going back.

have money. Fake identities. We could disappear

slipped out before

with an expression he couldn't quite read. Not love,

was capable

need, certainly.

hand cupping

would understand what we've done, what

was truth in her words. They had burned

Their mutual

that went beyond

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