Trapped in a secret hotel floor, a Hollywood producer finds his dead sister's recorder and uncovers his mentor's dark studio network
👉 Previous Choice: You continued the story from Chapter 6.
I returned to my home studio apartment at 2:00 AM, my mind a chaotic swirl of soundproofed rooms, erased logs, and Syndicate money. A figure stood by my door, shifting impatiently.
“Julian Burke?” the man asked, holding out a stack of documents. “You’ve been served.”
It was a formal court injunction. Arthur Pendelton’s legal team had moved swiftly, obtaining an emergency cease-and-desist order. The accusations were damning: trespassing, industrial espionage, and stealing proprietary audio assets worth $10,000,000.
My hands trembled as I read the fine print. Arthur knew. He knew I had retrieved the silver tape. He was preemptively striking, using the full force of the studio’s legal power to silence me before I could say a word.
My phone buzzed. An anonymous text: “Studio operatives are en route. They’ll be at your apartment in 20 minutes to ‘secure evidence.'”
I stared at Evelyn’s master keycard in my hand, then at Clara’s recorder on my table. The window of opportunity was closing fast. I had to choose my next move before studio security came knocking.
Choose your next action
Use Evelyn’s master keycard to break into Arthur’s private penthouse suite while Arthur is at a gala — Read Chapter 8 to continue
Leak a 30-second snippet of Clara’s recorded voice to an independent crime podcast journalist — Read Chapter 9 to continue
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