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Vogel Antarctic Facility – 72 Hours Later The snowstorm screamed like a living thing as the team breached the facility's outer hatch, the wind's howl mixing with the tortured groaning of metal under extreme cold. Ice crystals whipped through the air like shrapnel, each gust threatening to tear them from the narrow access platform carved into the mountainside. The facility's exterior was a masterpiece of deception—what appeared from satellite imagery to be a modest research station revealed itself as merely the tip of an iceberg, literally and figuratively.Maria Coleman pressed her back against the reinforced steel door, her breath forming clouds in the minus-forty air despite the advanced heating system in her tactical suit. Three days ago, she had been planning a quiet dinner with her children. Now she was part of a covert team infiltrating what appeared to be humanity's most dangerous secret. The transformation felt surreal, like stepping from one life into another entirely."The
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 106
The Andes cut through the night sky like broken glass, jagged peaks silhouetted against stars that seemed close enough to touch at this altitude. The air was thin enough to make every breath deliberate, cold enough to turn exhaled vapor into crystalline fog that could betray their position to thermal scanners. Eli Reeves adjusted his night-vision goggles, the world transforming into a landscape of green-tinged shadows and heat signatures that painted the mountainside in ghostly detail."Thermal scans show twelve guards patrolling the compound's perimeter," he whispered into his throat mic, his voice barely audible over the wind that howled through the mountain passes. "Standard rotation pattern, but they're carrying military-grade hardware. SA80 assault rifles, ceramic body armor, and what looks like experimental tech integrated into their helmets."The Vogel Neural Research Hub sprawled across a natural plateau like a metallic cancer, its brutalist architecture at odds with the organ
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The server room hummed with the barely contained energy of thousands of processors working in perfect harmony, their combined heat turning the underground chamber into a technological sauna despite the frigid Andean air just meters above their heads. Banks of servers stretched from floor to ceiling like metallic monoliths, their LED indicators creating a constellation of status lights that pulsed in rhythmic patterns. The air recycling system worked overtime, creating a constant whisper of moving air that masked the sound of their footsteps on the raised floor panels. Maria Santos's fingers flew across her portable interface with the fluid grace of a pianist performing a complex concerto. Lines of code scrolled past faster than human eyes could follow, but her enhanced cognitive processing—a gift from the same Vogel experiments that had transformed Griffin and Eli—allowed her to parse the data streams with superhuman efficiency. Sweat beaded on her forehead despite the air conditioni
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The holographic war table cast blue light across the faces gathered around it, transforming the underground command center into something that belonged more in a science fiction film than in the basement of a repurposed oil platform in international waters. But then again, Griffin reflected, their entire situation had moved beyond anything that conventional reality could accommodate. The platform—officially decommissioned and abandoned, unofficially purchased through a network of shell companies established by Maria's contacts in the digital underground—provided them with a base of operations that existed in the gray spaces between national jurisdictions.The three-dimensional display showed Vogel's global response to their raid on the Chilean facility, data streaming in real-time from satellites, intercepted communications, and the network of hackers and whistleblowers who had rallied to their cause in the forty-eight hours since the evidence had gone public. Red indicators marked fa
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 103
The holographic war table cast blue light across the faces gathered around it, transforming the underground command center into something that belonged more in a science fiction film than in the basement of a repurposed oil platform in international waters. But then again, Griffin reflected, their entire situation had moved beyond anything that conventional reality could accommodate. The platform—officially decommissioned and abandoned, unofficially purchased through a network of shell companies established by Maria's contacts in the digital underground—provided them with a base of operations that existed in the gray spaces between national jurisdictions.The three-dimensional display showed Vogel's global response to their raid on the Chilean facility, data streaming in real-time from satellites, intercepted communications, and the network of hackers and whistleblowers who had rallied to their cause in the forty-eight hours since the evidence had gone public. Red indicators marked fa
My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit CHAPTER 102
The server room hummed with the barely contained energy of thousands of processors working in perfect harmony, their combined heat turning the underground chamber into a technological sauna despite the frigid Andean air just meters above their heads. Banks of servers stretched from floor to ceiling like metallic monoliths, their LED indicators creating a constellation of status lights that pulsed in rhythmic patterns. The air recycling system worked overtime, creating a constant whisper of moving air that masked the sound of their footsteps on the raised floor panels.Maria Santos's fingers flew across her portable interface with the fluid grace of a pianist performing a complex concerto. Lines of code scrolled past faster than human eyes could follow, but her enhanced cognitive processing—a gift from the same Vogel experiments that had transformed Griffin and Eli—allowed her to parse the data streams with superhuman efficiency. Sweat beaded on her forehead despite the air conditionin
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