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Georgia State Athletic Commission—Pending Review Status. Filed. Escalated. Media leak scheduled for 8:12 a.m.

He scrolls further.

Department of Community Oversight—Youth Center Inquiry. Assigned auditor: reliable.

Donation trail flagged for “irregular structuring.”

He exhales, not with satisfaction, but calculation.

The girl was always the problem. Too observant at fifteen. Too loud in a system built for silence. Too resourceful at sixteen. He underestimated her once. He will not repeat that mistake.

On the tablet, a social analytics dashboard refreshes. Three seeded comment threads have already multiplied into dozens.

Professional boundaries. Conflict of interest. Stabilityconcerns.

It doesn’t take much. Just a suggestion. Just repetition. Public doubt is a garden. Plant early. Water lightly.

The boxer is predictable. Men like him always are. Honor. Loyalty. Protection. All exploitable traits.

The sedan’s engine hums as he shifts into drive. He doesn’t look at the house again. He doesn’t need to.

They think this is over.

It isn’t.

They think this is about revenge.

It isn’t.

It’s about containment.

And if containment fails?—

He merges into traffic, taillights vanishing into the dark.

—then it’s time for the next phase.

His phone vibrates once. A new message appears on the tablet:

Ready for your signal.

He smiles, just barely, as the screen goes dark.

Low Blowends here.

Split Decision begins.