The war room inside the safe house hummed with controlled chaos.Screens glowed against the dark walls, throwing sharp light across hard faces. Radios crackled with incoming intel. Men moved with purpose now—no confusion, no hesitation. Fear had sharpened into focus.Damien stood at the center of it all.He held a tablet in his hand, its surface reflecting cold blue light onto his face as he pulled up a digital map layered with movement logs, financial trails, and intercepted signals.“DeLuca’s been busy,” Damien said, voice steady, lethal. “But not careful.”He tapped the screen once. A red circle bloomed over the map.“Abandoned industrial zone. East end of the harbor. He’s moved personnel there twice in the last forty-eight hours.”Another tap.“A decommissioned ferry terminal—officially shut down five years ago. Unofficially? Power came back online two nights ago.”The room tightened.Then the third point appeared.“A warehouse,” Damien continued. “Recently cleared under a shell c
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