Azalea, now in tears, had silent streams running down her face. She reached over and took Zayden's other hand. "You can't die," she told him firmly. "You can't leave me. I'm your twin. I need you. So you fight, okay? You hear me? Fight."
As the ambulance sped through red lights and dodged traffic, the hospital came into sight—emergency entrance ahead, with doctors and nurses waiting.
The ambulance stopped, and the doors flew open. Zayden was rushed inside while Aylin and Azalea tried to follow.
He kept watching as the whole empire fell apart, the crimes came to light, and justice—finally—started to happen.
Then a thought hit him hard.
Who pulled this off?
Who had the skills to break into Michael Arthur's systems?
Who had the guts to expose him?
Who had the resources to gather all this evidence and send it out everywhere?
Three years ago, someone tried to do just that.
A hacker named Lunel.
