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Chapter 7: The Data Drop

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Three days later, the data harvest was complete. I had achieved the first major milestone of my mission: a comprehensive dump of Thorne Corp’s current R&D, structural weakness reports, and initial schematics for Project Echo. The Director was expecting the data drop at a secure dead spot outside the city—an abandoned train yard known for its high electromagnetic interference, perfect for concealing the transfer.

I left the office at my usual time—midnight—and drove my rental sedan across town. The Syndicate had outfitted my vehicle with sophisticated cloaking tech, making me invisible to routine surveillance. Still, the process of the drop was always the most stressful. It was the moment I connected my world of fabrication (Elias Vance) to the true, brutal reality of my masters.

I parked deep within the shadows of a rusting warehouse. The area was silent, smelling of damp concrete and metallic decay. I executed the transfer sequence—a heavily encrypted packet sent via a directional bu
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