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Chapter 59: The Trojan Horse

Author: Judy
last update publish date: 2026-09-04 16:15:16

The sickly yellow glow of the overridden console washed over the claustrophobic cabin, turning the titanium walls into the interior of a gilded cage.

"Twenty-eight minutes to destination," the automated voice droned, completely devoid of mercy.

Nikolai’s massive fists slammed down onto the navigation panel with enough force to dent the reinforced steel. He frantically tore at the console’s casing, ripping wires loose as he tried to force a physical bypass. But the yellow text kept scrolling.

"I
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