Code : Ghost
[EVELYN – Vale Industries – Morning]
Her heels echo like war drums across the executive floor. She walks towards the conference room with Elise following behind her.
Elise(Assistant)
“Ms. Vale. Cybersecurity has flagged something… unusual.”
Elise(Assistant)
“They believe LUXEN’s founder is watching us. In real time.”
Evelyn stops. Turns. One brow lifts.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“Explain.”
Elise(Assistant)
“Our breach attempts triggered false leads, dummy data, and tracking pings. He anticipated the attacks. Set traps.”
Evelyn Vale / FL
“Where’s the legal team?”
Elise(Assistant)
“Conference Room C. They’re waiting for your—”
Evelyn Vale / FL
“They’re stalling. Come.”
[EVELYN – Conference Room C – Minutes Later]
The room rises when she enters. A half-dozen men in suits, a few younger women typing fast. Silence falls like ash.
Lead Analyst
“We initiated a Phase II penetration test last night. LUXEN responded by mirroring our attempts. Reversing probes. Recording pathways.”
Evelyn Vale / FL
“He’s studying us.”
Lead Analyst
“Not just studying. He’s rewriting our approach in real time.”
Evelyn Vale / FL
“He’s showing off." said in a cold voice.
They exchange uneasy glances.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“And I don’t reward arrogance.”
[EVELYN – Private Office – Afternoon]
She closes the door behind her. Removes her blazer. Pours a glass of water she doesn’t drink. The file on her desk glares up at her like a challenge.
File Header:
Subject: Killian Hart.
Founder of LUXEN. No photo. No LinkedIn. No trace.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“Ghosts aren’t real.” said to herself.
Private military contracts.
Disappeared for five years.
Emerged with LUXEN, already fully formed.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“You didn’t build a company. You built a fortress.”
Elise(Assistant)
“Your father’s office wants confirmation for next week’s dinner. Moscow reps flying in Sunday.”
Evelyn Vale / FL
“Confirm. Also, increase our data allocation to track private military affiliations. Use black-budget archives if necessary.”
Elise(Assistant)
“That might raise flags.” hesitant.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“Let them wave.”
[EVELYN – Penthouse – Night]
The city glitters below. She watches it in silence, one hand wrapped around a glass of single malt. Her phone lies face down beside her.
She doesn’t need to check it. She already knows what’s there.
> LUXEN anomaly – Failed infiltration attempt logged at 3:12AM
She reads it anyway. Three times.
Evelyn Vale / FL
He’s not defensive.He’s waiting.Tracking.Inviting. (thinking)
She sets the glass down. Her reflection watches her from the window.
Evelyn Vale / FL
“I don’t like games I didn’t invent.”
She opens her laptop. Starts typing commands into a private program. No delegation. No assistants. This is personal now.
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Laura
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2025-06-19
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