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Chapter 222 The Endgame and the Breakthrough

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Late at night, after the rain, at Dock Seven of Obsidian Port's international waters.

The salt-laden sea wind swept across the dock, carrying the heavy, acrid smell of rust and brine that clung to the back of the throat. The dock was a maze of towering shipping containers, their metal walls gleaming dully under the harsh, blinding white lights. The gaps between them yawned like dark

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    Morning light pierced through the thin morning mist, slanting across the balcony of the hillside villa's master bedroom. The pale gold rays spilled across the wooden floor, catching the dust motes floating in the still air. Outside, the garden was lush and green, the leaves still glistening with droplets from the night before.The air was fresh with the scent of damp grass and earth, carrying the clean smell of rain-washed leaves and early-blooming flowers. The gunpowder and blood of yesterday's dock and interrogation room seemed to have been washed away entirely by the morning sun, leaving behind only the quiet peace of a new day.Dominic leaned back in a soft chair, his left shoulder wrapped in thick white bandages, the buttons of his shirt slightly undone, revealing the strong lines of his collarbone and the

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    The icy underground floodwater rose past their ankles, carrying away the last traces of warmth from their skin. The cold was biting, numbing, seeping through the leather of their boots and chilling them to the bone.Victor lay slumped against the wall, his shattered gas mask beside him, revealing a face twisted by pain and suffocation. His chest heaved as he struggled to draw breath, each inhale a rasping, desperate sound.Dominic stood a few paces away, looking down at him with grey eyes that held no emotion. The dim emergency light cast long shadows across his face."A forged letter to lure you here... Dominic, you really think you've already won?" Victor pressed his hand to his bleeding face, a wild, venomous light flaring in his eyes. Blood seepe

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