Chapter 9 - The Truth Broadcasted
"You sold out your own son," Evelyn spat, refusing to move from the console. The upload bar read 85%.
"I secured his future," Arthur countered smoothly. "Icarus will make billions. A few thousand casualties in the long-term clinical trials? Acceptable losses. That's the price of progress. But you were always too soft, Evelyn."
"And you were always a coward," she replied.
Arthur’s eyes darkened, and he raised the gun, pulling back the hammer. "Goodbye, Evelyn."
"Dad, stop!"
Arthur flinched, spinning around. Standing in the doorway of the server room was Leo, with Marcus standing right behind him holding an assault rifle. Leo had refused to stay in the van.
For a single, fatal second, Arthur hesitated, staring at his son. "Leo, what are you doing here?"
That second was all Evelyn needed. She slammed her hand down on the ENTER key.
The screen flashed UPLOAD COMPLETE.
Instantly, every screen in the server room, every monitor in the gala above, and the inboxes of ten thousand major news outlets across the globe were flooded with Vanguard’s unredacted, horrific clinical trial data.
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Marcus stepped forward, his rifle trained on Arthur’s guards. "It's over, Arthur. Drop it."
Hearing the chaotic screams of the investors erupting from the floor above as the news broke, Arthur realized he had lost everything. The gun slipped from his trembling fingers and clattered to the floor.
