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Chapter 98: The Last Outpost
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wounded Heart Chapter 100: Broken Chains
Alex's lungs burned as he scaled the coastal path, deliberately making his movements visible to the search drones. The flash drive weighed heavily in his pocket—not from its physical mass, but from the burden of what it contained. Secrets his father had kept. Secrets that had put everyone he loved in danger. The thought of Sonia working frantically on the boat below twisted something deep in his chest. That kiss had changed everything between them, acknowledging what had been building beneath their professional relationship. Now he might never see her again. Focus, he commanded himself, pushing the emotion down. Sentiment was a luxury he couldn't afford—not with drones closing in and the Director's forces moving to intercept. The tracking device Elena had given him remained silent in his pocket. One press would summon whatever remained of Ghost Squadron, but Alex knew better than to trust anyone completely now. His father's lessons, if nothing else, had taught him that. A dron
wounded Heart Chapter 99: Love on the Run
The lighthouse trembled with each impact, dust and debris raining down as Alex, Sonia, and Elena raced through the emergency evacuation tunnel. Behind them, the command center's self-destruct sequence counted down, ensuring no intelligence would fall into enemy hands. "Thirty seconds until the charges detonate," Elena called over her shoulder, leading them deeper into the narrow passage. "This tunnel emerges half a kilometer down the coastline." Alex clutched the flash drive, now wrapped in signal-blocking material Sonia had found in the command center. His other hand held firmly to Sonia’s, unwilling to risk separation in the dim emergency lighting. "Your father anticipated everything," Sonia remarked, her breathing controlled despite their pace. "Not everything," Elena corrected grimly. "Or we wouldn’t be running for our lives." The tunnel curved sharply downward, the rough-hewn stone steps slick with seawater. Alex caught Sonia as she slipped, pulling her instinctively ag
wounded Heart Chapter 98: The Last Outpost
Elena's safe house turned out to be an abandoned lighthouse perched precariously on a rocky outcropping. Its weathered exterior belied the sophisticated security system that granted them entry—retinal scanners hidden within crumbling stonework, pressure plates disguised as loose tiles. "Ghost Squadron never fully disbanded," Elena explained as she led them through a hidden trapdoor beneath the keeper's quarters. "We just went deeper underground." The narrow staircase opened into a surprisingly modern command center. Monitors displayed surveillance feeds from across the Mediterranean, while a reinforced weapons locker occupied one wall. Three operatives worked silently at computer stations, acknowledging Elena with subtle nods. "Impressive," Sonia murmured, her professional assessment evident in her scanning gaze. "Independently powered. Satellite uplinks. Completely off-grid." "Carlos built contingencies within contingencies," Elena replied. "This facility hasn't appeared on a
wounded Heart Chapter 97: Divided by Danger
The Triumph roared along the coastal road, salt air whipping past as Sonia navigated the twisting route toward Marseille. Alex's arms encircled her waist, a necessary closeness that blurred professional boundaries with each passing kilometer. "Two vehicles following," Sonia called over the engine's growl. "Black sedan, three kilometers back. Motorcycle closer." Alex tightened his grip instinctively. "Hostile?" "The sedan matches Rodriguez security protocols—not ours. The motorcycle's a wild card." His mind raced through possibilities. If his father's private security detail had been compromised, nowhere was safe. The flash drive pressed against his chest in the inner pocket he'd transferred it to—a physical reminder of everything at stake. "We need to split them up," he said, lips close to her ear. Sonia nodded, downshifting as they approached a fork in the road. "Hold tight." She shifted suddenly onto a narrow track hugging the cliffside, barely wide enough for the moto
wounded Heart Chapter 96: No Turning Back
The crawlspace widened gradually, allowing Alex to rise to a hunched position as he followed the sounds of his mother and James ahead. His mind remained trapped in the moment of separation—Sonia's fierce kiss, her command to continue without her, the terrible sounds of struggle before the passage collapsed. Every instinct screamed at him to go back, to find another way to reach her. But the weight of responsibility pressed down harder than the low ceiling above him. His mother needed him. James was fading. And the flash drive in his pocket held truths that people were willing to kill for. "Alex, there's light ahead," Geneva called back, her voice tight with exhaustion. He quickened his pace, catching up to where his mother supported James against a crumbling wall. The wounded executive looked worse—his skin had taken on a grayish pallor, his breathing shallow and labored. "I can see... an opening," James managed between pained breaths, nodding toward a faint bluish glow about
wounded Heart Chapter 95: Into the Depths
The underwater tunnel was a nightmare of darkness and confining pressure. Cold Mediterranean water seeped through cracks in the ancient stonework, dripping down the walls as Alex, Sonia, Geneva, and the wounded James made their desperate escape from the boathouse. Behind them, the muffled sound of gunfire continued—each shot a reminder of Carlos's last stand, his final act of paternal sacrifice. Alex's throat tightened with each step, his father's words echoing in his mind: "It's atonement."Sonia led the way, her weapon drawn, moving with the practiced efficiency of someone who had navigated hostile territory before. The small flashlight from her phone cast eerie shadows along the tunnel walls, illuminating centuries-old brickwork that had once concealed smugglers and now hid fugitives of a different sort. "Stay close," she whispered, her voice carrying in the damp confines of the passage. "This tunnel should lead to a maintenance shed about half a kilometer from the marina." A
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