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THE NAMES HE NEVER SPOKE — PART 4 — The Truth Buried Alive — A political thriller about power, secrets, and the cost of truth.

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  Short story series — Part 4 of 4 A violent attack forces Lira into exile while the regime tightens its grip — but a final message on the dark web suggests the dead man’s secrets may yet surface.  Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles πŸ“£   Caught up in the blackout?  Make sure you’ve read  Part 1   and Part 2 , Part 3 first. The Hunt Begins The figure lunged. Lira swung the cast‑iron pan with every ounce of strength she had. It connected with a sickening thud, sending the intruder staggering sideways into the wall. He recovered quickly — too quickly — and grabbed her wrist. She twisted, kicked, fought like a cornered animal. He slammed her against the kitchen bench. Her vision blurred. Her ears rang. But adrenaline kept her moving. She drove her knee into his ribs. He grunted, loosening his grip just enough for her to wrench free and sprint toward the balcony...

THE NAMES HE NEVER SPOKE — PART 3 — The Hunt Begins — A political thriller about power, secrets, and the cost of truth.

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    Short story series — Part 3 of 4 Survivors speak, threats close in, and Lira discovers the first undeniable links between Vale’s criminal empire and the populist ruler who promised to “make the country great again.” Someone powerful wants her silenced. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles πŸ“£   Caught up in the blackout?  Make sure you’ve read  Part 1   and Part 2 first — and get ready for the fallout in  Part 4 . The Hunt Begins The sun rose over Varosia like a bruise — purple, swollen, and heavy with the remnants of the storm. The detention centre was still in lockdown, but the atmosphere had shifted. The frantic urgency of the night had curdled into something colder. Fear. Lira Sen sat alone in her temporary office, the USB drive still plugged into her laptop. Darian Vale’s recorded message replayed in her mind. Follow the money. Follow the promises. Follow...

THE NAMES HE NEVER SPOKE — PART 2 — The Blackout and the Vanishing Man — A political thriller about power, secrets, and the cost of truth.

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  Short story series — Part 2 of 4 A mysterious power failure unleashes chaos inside the detention centre, and Darian Vale disappears under impossible circumstances — leaving behind a warning meant only for Lira Sen. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles πŸ“£ Caught up in the blackout? Make sure you’ve read Part 1 first — and get ready for the fallout in Part 3 . The Blackout and the Vanishing Man The emergency lights flickered on a few seconds after the blackout, bathing the corridor in a sickly red glow. Shadows stretched across the walls like grasping fingers. Guards sprinted past Lira Sen, shouting into radios that crackled with static. “Backup generators aren’t responding!” “Get the warden!” “Secure all cells!” Lira’s heart hammered. She turned back to Darian Vale’s cell. He was still sitting on the bench, hands folded neatly, as if the chaos around him were nothing more than a passin...

THE NAMES HE NEVER SPOKE — PART 1 — The Raid That Shook Varosia. — A political thriller about power, secrets, and the cost of truth.

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  Short story series — Part 1 of 4 A high‑stakes midnight operation brings down billionaire power‑broker Darian Vale, setting off a chain reaction that threatens the nation’s fragile political order. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles The raid began at 2:14am, just as the storm broke over Varosia’s eastern coast. Rain hammered the rooftops of the capital, turning the narrow streets into dark rivers. Lightning cracked across the sky, illuminating the skyline for a heartbeat before plunging it back into shadow. The city slept uneasily, unaware that one of its most powerful men was about to fall. Lira Sen stood behind the tactical line, her hood pulled low, her breath misting in the cold air. She wasn’t supposed to be here — forensic psychologists didn’t normally attend raids — but Darian Vale wasn’t a normal suspect. The government wanted her on‑site the moment he was in custody. Or so they said. A ...