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My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 100
Unmarked Island, South Pacific – Dusk The VTOL touched down on a hidden airstrip carved into volcanic rock, its landing gear finding purchase on a runway that appeared to be nothing more than natural stone formation from above. Griffin stepped out into the salt-tinged wind, breathing deep for the first time in seventy-two hours. The air here was clean—no industrial pollutants, no urban decay, no electromagnetic smog from millions of wireless devices. Just the primal scents of ocean spray and tropical vegetation.The island rose from the Pacific like a monument to geological violence—black basalt cliffs sculpted by millennia of wind and wave, crowned with vegetation that had found purchase in volcanic soil. From space, it would register as uninhabited, another nameless speck in an ocean dotted with thousands of similar formations. The perfect camouflage for what lay beneath."Home?" James asked warily, his combat instincts still on high alert despite the apparent tranquility. His eye
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 99
Stratosphere – 0623 Hours The VTOL's weapons systems whined to life as James slid into the pilot's seat, his hands finding familiar positions on controls that reminded him of aircraft he'd flown in Syria, Afghanistan, and a dozen other conflicts that officially never happened. The harness cut into his shoulders as he engaged the combat protocols, transforming their stealth transport into something resembling a gunship. "Hold onto your guts, people!"The aircraft banked hard starboard as the first volley of missiles streaked past, close enough that their heat signatures overloaded the proximity sensors. Through the reinforced canopy, James could see their attackers—sleek, angular aircraft that looked like they'd been designed in a wind tunnel and built in a laboratory. No national markings, no identification codes, just the matte black finish of deniable assets.Maria strapped herself in beside Eli, who was calibrating the rear plasma cannons with the focused intensity of a surgeon p
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 98
Aboard the VTOL Aircraft – 0600 Hours The stolen data drive pulsed like a live wire in Griffin's palm as the decryption algorithms finished their work. The device—barely larger than a memory card but containing exabytes of classified information—had cost them two safe houses and three team members to acquire. Its surface temperature had risen steadily for the past hour as quantum processors worked to crack encryption protocols that should have taken decades to breach. Griffin's neural implants interfaced seamlessly with the drive's biometric locks, his father's genetic markers still embedded in his DNA serving as the ultimate skeleton key.The holographic display flickered, casting ethereal blue light across the aircraft's cramped interior. Then it exploded into a web of global blacksite locations—each node connected by data streams that painted a picture of an organization far more extensive than any of them had imagined. Facility markers dotted every continent, each tagged with co
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Aircraft – En Route to Unknown Location The sunrise painted the clouds gold and crimson as Griffin bandaged Eli's wounds with supplies from the VTOL's comprehensive medical kit, his hands working with steady precision despite the aircraft's subtle vibration through the atmosphere. They flew above commercial air traffic lanes, their stealth coating and electronic countermeasures rendering them invisible to both civilian radar and military tracking systems. Below them, the world continued its mundane rotation while they planned the next phase of a war that most people would never know was being fought.Eli sat motionless as Griffin worked, his mismatched eyes focused on something beyond the horizon line visible through the aircraft's windows. The partial neural deprogramming had left him in a state of psychological flux—memories returning in fragments, emotional responses fluctuating between human warmth and conditioned coldness. He was healing, but healing from the type of damage he'
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Undisclosed Research Facility – 72 Hours Later The sterile white lab hummed with the sound of machines that never slept, their screens casting an eerie blue-green glow over Eli's face as Griffin adjusted the neural stabilizer with the precision of a surgeon. The facility stretched deep underground, carved from bedrock and shielded from satellite detection—a ghost facility that officially didn't exist, funded by black budgets and darker intentions. The air tasted of ozone and antiseptic, heavy with the weight of secrets and suffering.Griffin's fingers danced over the holographic interface, lines of code streaming across translucent displays as he worked to unravel years of psychological conditioning and neural manipulation. Each adjustment required delicate calibration—too aggressive and Eli's mind could fragment completely, too gentle and the embedded programming would reassert itself like a virus in his bloodstream."It'll take time," Griffin murmured, his voice barely audible ove
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Aircraft – En Route to Unknown Location The sunrise painted the clouds gold and crimson as Griffin bandaged Eli's wounds with supplies from the VTOL's comprehensive medical kit, his hands working with steady precision despite the aircraft's subtle vibration through the atmosphere. They flew above commercial air traffic lanes, their stealth coating and electronic countermeasures rendering them invisible to both civilian radar and military tracking systems. Below them, the world continued its mundane rotation while they planned the next phase of a war that most people would never know was being fought.Eli sat motionless as Griffin worked, his mismatched eyes focused on something beyond the horizon line visible through the aircraft's windows. The partial neural deprogramming had left him in a state of psychological flux—memories returning in fragments, emotional responses fluctuating between human warmth and conditioned coldness. He was healing, but healing from the type of damage he'
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