Chapter 2
I laughed.
Of course I could live with it.
An hour later, my father and stepmother showed up at the detention facility.
Through the cold steel bars, I calmly watched the wall-mounted TV broadcasting live footage of the
Neptune-X Explorer emergency rescue.
The anchor’s voice was solemn and theatrical as she listed the missing crew members, painting
them as national heroes who had risked their lives for science.
They were doing an excellent job setting the stage.
I lifted my cuffed hands and gave a helpless shrug in their direction.
“As you can see, I’m a little tied up.”
“I’m currently under investigation for allegedly leaking classified technology related to the
Neptune-X.”
Theresa’s expression went through a rapid transformation-from shock, to disbelief, and finally to
venomous rage.
Her perfectly maintained face twisted in fury as she screeched, “It was you! Rowan, you did this on
purpose!”
“You’re jealous of your sister! Jealous that she became chief designer of the Neptune-X at such a
young age!”
“If you couldn’t have the spotlight, you’d rather see her destroyed! What a poisonous heart you
have!”
Every accusation she threw at me was lifted straight from the headlines of my past life.
Clearly, they’d been rehearsing this narrative for a while now.
Richard, on the other hand, remained more composed-still trying to maintain his dignified image
as Director, even while his panic seeped through the cracks.
His gaze bore into me. “What the hell is going on?”
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“No idea,” I said lazily, leaning against the wall. “A disciplinary task force stormed my lab around midnight. Said someone filed a formal complaint claiming I sold the Neptune-X’s schematics and sonar coding to a foreign agency.”
His face darkened instantly.
He knew it was a setup. And still-not a single word of concern.
Half the technology on that vessel was developed from my research. As if I’d betray my own life’s
work.
“Goddammit!” he growled, pulling out his phone. “I’ll call everyone I know. I don’t care what it takes, I’m getting you out of here today.”
“Don’t waste your energy,” I said flatly.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“If I walk out of here before the investigation clears me, it’ll only make me look guilty,” I said, holding his gaze. “And we both know-if this charge sticks, my career is finished.”
His hand froze mid-air.
Of course he understood that.
Í tilted my head slightly and asked him, quietly but deliberately, “Dad, if only one of us could survive today-me or Aubrey…”
“Who would you choose?”
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Just then, his phone rang again.
He snatched it up like a drowning man grabbing a life raft
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