Chapter 1: The Voice in the Plaster
Part 1 Arthur stared at the glowing words on his laptop screen, his breath catching in his throat. LOGOS never made mistakes. It was an [more…]
Part 1 Arthur stared at the glowing words on his laptop screen, his breath catching in his throat. LOGOS never made mistakes. It was an [more…]
Arthur stood over the cavity in the bedroom wall, the raw plaster dust settling around him. Julian Croft had exited moments ago, his voice a [more…]
The following morning, a sleek black sedan idled in Arthur’s driveway, its engine running. Garrett Holtz, a man with slicked-back hair and a too-tight suit, [more…]
Arthur retreated to his server room, the air humming with the cool, steady drone of his custom-built LOGOS hardware. He needed answers, and the AI [more…]
Two days later, a furtive knock echoed at the back door. Arthur found Chloe standing on the porch, her face pale and streaked with dried [more…]
A few days later, Arthur drove to a small cottage nestled at the edge of the Kincaid estate. Great-Aunt Beatrice, 84 years old, sat in [more…]
The forensics team had been delayed by a last-minute warrant issue. Arthur seized the opportunity, returning to the exposed cavity in the master bedroom wall. [more…]
The diary’s contents gnawed at Arthur. He sat at his computer, the screen’s glow reflecting in his troubled eyes. He logged into a secure medical [more…]
Arthur arranged a meeting with Garrett Holtz at a nondescript diner on the outskirts of town. The scent of stale coffee and fried food hung [more…]
The revelation about Julian’s attempt to forge the power-of-attorney deed emboldened Holtz. He knew Julian’s case was collapsing, and he saw a desperate opportunity. Arthur [more…]