Chapter 12 - The Iron Bloodline
Maya began to cry, the blinding light terrifying her, but Leo leaned sideways as far as his restraints allowed, his eyes burning into Victor’s.
"You made one mistake," Leo shouted over the rising whine of the servers.
Victor glanced over his shoulder, a dismissive smirk on his face. "And what is that, little boy?"
"You didn't check the back of the photograph," Leo said.
Arthur’s eyes widened in sudden, electric realization. He remembered the old black-and-white photograph Leo had handed him at the restaurant table. The date on the back—October 14, 1998.
It wasn't a birth date. It was an override code.
Arthur, using every ounce of strength remaining in his aging body, threw his weight sideways, slamming his shoulder directly into the main cooling pump of the server array.
The high-pressure coolant line snapped with an explosive BANG, spraying super-cooled liquid nitrogen across the hot circuitry of the primary mainframe.
"NO!" Victor screamed, lunging forward.
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The server racks erupted into a violent shower of white sparks and electrical arcs. The high-pitched whine turned into a deafening siren as red emergency lights began flashing throughout the warehouse.
"OVERRIDE TRIGGERED," a synthetic computer voice echoed over the PA system. "ROSEWOOD ERASURE PROTOCOL ACTIVE. ALL EXTERNAL SERVERS WIPED."
