FAZER LOGINThe world didn’t stay blind for long.Three weeks after the battle in the orchard, William stood on the steps of an international tribunal building, cameras flashing like lightning all around him. His coat was dark against the pale stone, his arm loosely around Lily’s as they pushed through the crush of journalists.Behind them, Adrian and Sofia carried files thick with names, locations, ledgers—everything they had risked their lives to recover. Justin lugged a hard drive, his face pale but resolute.Microphones thrust forward.“Mr. William, are the reports true?”“Was Leonard Mikhail really running an international network?”“What about the missing women and men—are they alive?”William paused on the top step, turning to face them. For the first time in years, he didn’t hide behind shadows or secrets. His voice carried across the plaza, calm and unshakable.“Leonard Mikhail built an empire on lies, fear, and the suffering of innocents.We’ve ended it.And today, we hand over everythi
The sky was paling when they reached the orchard at the edge of the abandoned farmland. Rows of gnarled apple trees twisted in the cold breeze, their branches skeletal, heavy with forgotten fruit rotting in the grass. The place smelled of damp soil and smoke drifting from distant fires—ghosts of everything they had survived.William raised a fist and they all stopped behind a fallen trunk. He scanned the area: no movement yet, but tracks in the mud showed vehicles had come through recently.“Adrian,” he said in a low voice, “eyes out.”Adrian crouched, scope sweeping the rows. “They’re close. We didn’t lose them for long.”Sofia checked her battered map, her hands trembling. “If we cut through here and hit the far side of the highway—”A sound cut her off: tires on gravel, slow and deliberate. Headlights killed, engines muted. William felt the air tighten as dark shapes glided between the trees.Leonard’s men.They fanned out, rifles raised, moving with practiced precision. William mo
The night was breaking into gray when they reached the old orchard at the edge of the highway—a place choked with wild trees, their twisted branches clawing at the pale sky. Rusted farming equipment lay scattered among the rows, ghosts of another life.They slipped into the orchard, ducking low as headlights swept the distant road. William raised a hand, signaling them to halt behind a line of fallen trunks. Adrian crouched, scanning the perimeter with sharp eyes.“They’re spreading out,” Adrian whispered. “We’ve shaken off some, but not all.”Sofia checked her transmitter, its light blinking weakly. “Signal’s jammed tight now. They’re narrowing in.”Lily pressed her good hand against her ribs, catching her breath. The orchard smelled of damp earth and rot, leaves whispering above them in the wind. She felt the weight of every step they had taken, every friend they had lost, every secret still unsaid.Justin peeked through the branches, voice trembling. “We can’t keep running. They’re
The service road wound through the hills like a scar, cracked and overgrown with weeds. Moonlight spilled across the asphalt in pale ribbons, broken by shadows of leaning utility poles and scrubby pines. The group moved in silence, their breath steaming in the cold.Sofia checked her compass as she walked. “Two more miles. There’s an old interchange ahead that connects to the main highway.”Lily kept pace beside William, her injured arm bandaged crudely with torn cloth. Every jolt sent a flare of pain through her shoulder, but she refused to slow. William noticed her wince and touched her back gently. “You holding up?”“I have to,” she said simply.Adrian moved ahead, sweeping the road with his rifle. The night was too quiet—no insects, no birds. Only the crunch of their boots and the occasional rustle of wind in the weeds. Justin trudged behind Sofia, muttering under his breath, clutching his laptop like it contained his soul.As they rounded a bend, Adrian suddenly raised a fist, ha
The ledge clung to the canyon wall like a scar, narrow enough that every step demanded focus. Gravel skittered off into the abyss with each bootfall, vanishing into the black ribbon of the river far below. Above, the cliff loomed jagged and steep, shadows hiding fractured outcrops and brittle roots.Sofia went first, her flashlight switched off to avoid giving away their position. She relied on the faint glow of moonlight spilling across the ridge. Every so often she pressed her palm to the rock face, steadying herself before moving on.Lily followed, her injured arm pressed close to her chest. The cold night air numbed the pain a little, but her legs shook—not just from exhaustion, but from the dizzying drop only inches away. William moved behind her, close enough that she could feel his presence like a steady hand even when he didn’t touch her.Adrian took the rear again, rifle trained back toward the tunnel. From somewhere deep within, the muffled crash of tools on metal echoed—a f
The tunnel curved downward, walls slick with condensation, the air heavy and damp. Their footsteps echoed endlessly, each sound bouncing off the stone like whispers. Faint drips of water splattered somewhere ahead, mingling with the rhythmic rasp of their breathing.Sofia led the way, her flashlight beam slicing through the dark. She followed faded maintenance arrows stenciled on the walls, muttering landmarks under her breath. “Green stripe… left bend… next junction should lead to the canyon outlet.”Lily moved close behind her, pistol drawn despite the trembling in her arm. The wound throbbed with every heartbeat, but she gritted her teeth and kept going. She wouldn’t be the one to slow them down.William stayed in the center of their formation, eyes flicking from Lily to the darkness behind them. His instincts screamed that Leonard’s men weren’t far behind. Adrian walked backward at the rear, rifle up, scanning the shadows.Justin panted heavily, one hand clutching his laptop case







