Episode 7: The Vote That Changed Everything (Part 2)
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The parking area stayed silent after Victoria left.
Too silent.
Like the air itself was waiting for something else to happen.
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Amara stood still, staring at the empty space where the car had been.
Her mind wasn’t keeping up anymore.
Everything had escalated too fast.
Too clean.
Too intentional.
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“She doesn’t do anything without reason,” Amara said quietly.
Adrian didn’t respond immediately.
His eyes stayed on the road.
Watching.
Thinking.
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“She planned that,” Amara added.
“Yes,” he said simply.
That answer wasn’t comforting.
It was confirming.
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Amara turned slightly toward him.
“So what now?”
Adrian finally looked at her.
And for the first time that day—
He looked tired.
Not weak.
Just… aware.
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“Now we move carefully,” he said.
Amara frowned.
“That sounds like losing.”
“It’s not.”
“Then what is it?”
A pause.
Then—
“Preparation.”
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That word didn’t sit well with her.
Because preparation usually meant something worse was coming.
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She crossed her arms slightly.
“This started because of me, didn’t it?”
Adrian’s expression changed instantly.
“No.”
She didn’t believe him.
Not fully.
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“You said I was the reason things are escalating,” she reminded him.
“I said you’re the trigger.”
“That sounds worse.”
“It’s not the same thing.”
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Silence stretched between them.
The wind moved lightly through the parking area.
Cold.
Empty.
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Amara looked away.
“I didn’t ask to be part of this world,” she said quietly.
“I know.”
“Then why am I in it?”
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Adrian didn’t answer right away.
And that pause said more than words.
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Finally—
“Because you were already inside it,” he said.
Amara frowned.
“I wasn’t.”
“Yes,” he said. “You were.”
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She shook her head slightly.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“It will.”
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A beat.
Then Adrian stepped closer.
Not aggressively.
Just enough for his voice to drop slightly.
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“You’re not random, Amara.”
That made her look up.
“What does that mean?”
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He didn’t answer directly.
Instead—
“You were at the wrong place at the right time.”
Her chest tightened slightly.
“That night…”
“Yes.”
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Silence.
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Amara swallowed.
“So this goes back to that.”
Adrian nodded once.
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“And Victoria knows?”
“Yes.”
That word landed hard.
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Amara looked down briefly.
“This is bigger than I thought.”
“It always was.”
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She exhaled slowly.
“I hate not understanding what’s happening.”
Adrian’s voice softened slightly.
“That’s normal.”
“I don’t like normal.”
That almost made him smirk.
Almost.
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But it faded quickly.
Because the seriousness didn’t leave.
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A notification buzzed on Adrian’s phone.
He checked it quickly.
His expression changed slightly.
Not panic.
But focus sharpening.
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“What is it?” Amara asked.
He looked at her.
“Internal alert.”
“About what?”
He paused.
Then—
“Someone accessed restricted company files.”
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Amara’s stomach dropped slightly.
“Victoria?”
Adrian shook his head.
“No.”
A pause.
Then—
“It came from your access level.”
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Silence hit instantly.
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Amara blinked.
“What?”
“That’s not possible,” she said quickly.
“I know,” Adrian replied.
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Her voice lowered.
“So someone framed me.”
Adrian didn’t deny it.
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Instead—
“Yes.”
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Amara felt her chest tighten.
Everything clicked in a way she didn’t like.
The protest.
The complaints.
The board vote.
Now this.
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“It’s a setup,” she whispered.
Adrian nodded once.
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And that changed everything again.
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Because now it wasn’t about perception.
It wasn’t about favoritism.
It wasn’t even about Victoria.
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It was about removing her completely.
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Amara looked at him sharply.
“So what do I do now?”
Adrian met her gaze.
And this time—
There was no hesitation.
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“Stay close to me,” he said.
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That wasn’t an order.
Not really.
It was a strategy.
A shield.
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Amara frowned slightly.
“That sounds like control again.”
“It’s protection.”
“I don’t need protection.”
“You do right now.”
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Silence.
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She didn’t respond immediately.
Because this time—
She couldn’t deny it completely.
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A soft sound echoed from inside the building.
Doors opening.
Footsteps.
More staff arriving.
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The situation wasn’t private anymore.
It was spreading.
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Adrian turned slightly toward the entrance.
“We go back inside.”
Amara hesitated.
“I don’t like walking into traps.”
“That’s already where we are.”
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That made her look at him.
“…So what’s the plan?”
Adrian looked at her for a moment.
Then said quietly:
“We find who did it.”
“And then?”
A pause.
Long.
Intentional.
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“And then,” he said, “we end it.”
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Amara felt something shift inside her.
Not fear.
Not confidence.
Something in between.
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They walked back toward the building together.
Side by side.
But this time—
It didn’t feel like coincidence.
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It felt like alignment.
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And somewhere above them…
The lights of Blackridge Tower flickered slightly.
Like something inside the system had already started breaking.
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End of Episode 7 (Part 2)
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