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.

there is." Rose's smile chilled him. "We never targeted

stepped back. "You're talking about destroying Grid

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

codes, but through

not sabotage anymore, Rose. That's

laughed, the sound brittle and sharp. "Such a

it direct action."

closed it deliberately. "When I first approached you about working together, I wanted to acquire Kane Industries, to make Victoria pay for destroying my family's company. "But

what we've been working toward all along!" Rose slammed her bottle on

over the sides. "Don't

Don't act like you haven't thought about

thinking and doing," Herod

voice softened dangerously. "When Victoria destroyed your family's company, when your brother killed himself, didn't you imagine making her suffer? Physically suffer?" Herod turned away, unable to deny it. In his darkest moments after his brother's suicide, he

even. But fantasy was

Grid is operational now," he said instead. "Security

moved closer again, her body pressing against his back,

neutralized. They won't expect

around his waist. "Think

grand launch,

its spectacular

triumph turned

a picture

Victoria's pride crushed. Camille's reputation

finally avenged.

it?" he asked, already hating himself for considering

to her bag, pulling out papers. Diagrams of

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Security rotations.

this all along," Herod

on the bed. The main control hub has the weakest physical security. Attack there, and the entire Grid

be hurt," Herod pointed

"Casualties are

"This isn't war."

flashed. "You came to me because

you because Camille stole my life. They declared war

body warm and familiar. "We've tried it your way, Herod. The careful, calculated approach. And we've failed

of today's failure burned inside

and

hid in this pathetic motel

asked, already knowing he would

night," Rose replied,

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

guard is down."

She pulled him

the bed and the papers spread across it. “I've already started planning. The security patterns, the

she walked

he had first approached month's

destruction. This Rose burned with something darker, more

happens after?" he asked

this, there's no going

unconcerned, "We have money. Fake identities. We could disappear

slipped out before

looked at him with an expression he couldn't quite read. Not

sure she was capable of that

But need, certainly.

hand cupping his face. "Who else do

Who else would understand what we've

her words.

mutual hatred of

ways that

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