Chapter 10 - .10 Shadow
The old library on the city’s south side didn’t scream importance. It whispered it.
Faded red bricks. Wooden shelves warped by time. A faint musk in the air that clung to paper and bone. This was the kind of place most people forgot existed.
Jason stepped in, flanked by his security detail, all in black suits. He raised a hand, signaling them to wait by the front door.
Behind the counter, a tired librarian glanced up, pushing her glasses higher on her nose. "Can I help you, sir?"
Jason smiled politely. "Morning. I’ve been trying to find this book for a while. What’s the name again... ah—Money Over Morals and Ethics?"
The moment the title left his mouth, her entire demeanor changed.
She blinked. Then slowly nodded.
"Take 124 steps west," she said softly. "You’ll find what you’re looking for."
Jason gave a short nod of thanks and made his way down the corridor, counting every step.
At step 124, he turned, facing a dusty old shelf tucked between two towering ones. He found the book almost too easily—its faded title just barely legible on the spine.
He gripped it and gave it a firm pull.