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The Trap Beneath The Crown

Author: Nana A
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-30 20:27:17

The black sedan didn’t take the expected route.

Instead of heading west toward the Czech-German border, it swerved south, vanishing into the mountain roads beyond Prague. Camilla and Riccardo, following at a safe distance in an unmarked vehicle, exchanged a silent glance.

“This isn’t a delivery route,” Camilla murmured, fingers tight on the edge of her seat.

“No,” Riccardo agreed. “This is a handoff.”

From the back seat, Marco’s voice was clipped. “Coordinates place them near an abandoned chateau. Cold War relic. Intel says it’s been used for private auctions and… interrogations.”

Riccardo’s expression darkened. “Then that’s where we find answers.”

The chateau sat like a beast in the dark—massive, crumbling, half-swallowed by forest. It might have once been beautiful, but now it reeked of secrets and rot. Outside, armed guards patrolled the perimeter, faces hidden by night-vision goggles.

Riccardo crouched beside Camilla behind the tree line, scanning the building with binocula
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