The Blood Clock's Toll: A Boston Watchmaker's Deadly Survival War Against His Own Brother
👉 Previous Decision: You allowed Maya to execute her decoy plan, and discovered the $8.5M fortune was a digital key.
With the master key and the true nature of Silas’s fortune revealed, I moved quickly.
Using Maya’s encrypted channel, I composed an anonymous broadcast. It wasn’t to the police, but to the federal asset forfeiture officers.
I attached the thread of Silas’s text messages – the patricide, the $150,000 payment to weaponize the watch. And then, the offshore bank numbers tied to the digital wallet key. Every piece of evidence, meticulously laid bare.
Seconds later, Silas’s phone, which Maya was still monitoring, lit up with instant alerts. Transaction denied. Account frozen. Across four continents.
He screamed, a raw, guttural sound that echoed through the tower. His financial empire, systematically destroyed.
Enraged, desperate, Silas retreated to the top gear room, the highest point of the tower. I heard the metallic click as he pulled out a suppressed handgun.
He knew. He knew I had decimated his fortune. Now, it was personal.
Maya looked at me, her face pale but resolute. “He’s trapped, Dad. His money is gone.”
“He’s also armed and dangerous,” I countered, my hand instinctively going to the blood clock in my satchel. “He has nothing left to lose.”
The final confrontation was inevitable.
➡️ Read CHAPTER 14 to continue the story.
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