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Project Verona

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Chapter Eighty-Four

The warehouse was dead silent, save for the low hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Dust motes danced through the stale air as Alex stood over the table, a single flash drive plugged into his encrypted laptop. His jaw was clenched so tightly it ached, but he didn’t loosen it. Not when the file loading on the screen had the potential to detonate everything he thought he knew.

“PROJECT VERONA - Classified Level Omega.”

The header glared back at him.

The warehouse was a graveyard of silence.

Alex’s footsteps echoed as he moved through the desolate space where they had found the last traces of Sophia. Her broken phone lay in an evidence bag, cracked and scorched, the final message on it incomplete. Every instinct in him screamed she’s still alive—but where? And how long did he have before the silence turned into a coffin?

Dominic stood across from him, arms crossed, face etched with tension. “We know Lucien took her. The men guarding the west perimeter saw a black
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