---Twenty minutes later, the retinal scanner chimed. The blast door hissed as hydraulics disengaged. Cold air rushed out, thick and stale, like it hadn’t been circulated in days. They raised their weapons and stepped through.And immediately froze.The chamber was circular, bathed in soft blue ligh
Chapter 127: The Vault Below---The hallway was unnaturally quiet—clean, clinical, almost sterile in its silence. The kind of silence that whispered of secrets. Of things hidden, and things deliberately erased.Sophia moved in a crouch, weapon in hand, her boots barely making a sound against the co
She spent the last part of the flight reviewing the intel they’d gathered—sifting through satellite images of the facility, blueprints, and profiles of the private contractors who operated the place. These weren’t the ordinary soldiers they’d fought before. No, these men and women were something els
Chapter 126: The Calm Before the Storm---The silence of the Berkshires was broken only by the crackling of the fire, the occasional howl of wind, and the low hum of the military-grade satellite phone in the corner of the room. Sophia sat in the middle of the safehouse’s living area, maps and docum
Chapter 125: Whispers Become War---The storm arrived overnight.Thick, wet snow coated the trees and power lines, turning the Vermont landscape into a white labyrinth. The power flickered twice, then held. Inside the cabin, Sophia sat cross-legged on the living room floor, surrounded by papers, sc
Chapter 124: No Safe Place---Sophia didn’t run—not right away. Her instincts told her to freeze, to calculate. Panic wouldn’t serve her here. Her eyes scanned the warehouse, searching for exits, shadows, movement.Langley’s face went pale. “Did you hear that?”Sophia turned toward the sound of boo