My Stepfather Sent Me To Patrol A Forest Sector With Standalone Wooden Stairs, Then Erased My Coordinates From The Dispatch Server
The confrontation inside the Sector 4 administrative office lasted nearly an hour. It was marked almost entirely by heavy, suffocating silence. Jonah did not yell, did not demand apologies, and made no dramatic threats.
He laid out three distinct items on the metal desk. First, Martha’s certified copy of the expired Clause §14-B, the bold red notary stamp glaring up at Arthur. Next, the black ledger, detailing the uncashed indemnity checks and the ghost corporations. Finally, a copy of the shift dispatch log, clearly showing where Arthur had erased Jonah’s coordinates.
Arthur sat behind his desk, motionless. His gaze was fixed on the desk surface, his hands clasped tightly together.
Jonah’s voice was low, even. He informed Arthur that he would remain at Cascade Ridge as a permanent ranger. Sector 4, he stated, would remain closed under standard ecological preservation protocols, and the standalone stairs would be marked for scientific study, not exploitation. He also made it clear that any attempt by Arthur to alter patrol schedules or step near Jonah’s family would result in the immediate delivery of the vault contents and all other collected evidence to the Department of the Interior.
Arthur nodded once, an almost imperceptible movement. He quietly slid his master key ring across the desk to Jonah. He didn’t say a single word.
➡️ Read CHAPTER 16 to continue the story.
👉 Previous Decision: You confronted Arthur, establishing your silent, unyielding leverage over him.
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