Six months had passed since Lucas had vanished like a shadow at dawn, and the base had settled into its usual rhythm. But for Casey, those months had been anything but usual. They had been a crucible, each day chiseling her into something sharper, faster, and more precise.She moved through the training halls now like a force of nature—confident, measured, and controlled. The memory of Lucas’s kiss, the heat of that moment, had not faded entirely, but it no longer made her falter. If anything, it fueled her—reminding her that control was hers, that no one could corner her again, and certainly not him.The day had come. Her first mission. The briefing had been short and clipped: “Observation. Extraction. Clean execution. No mistakes.” Those were the words she had lived by for months now. Her nerves hummed, but they were tempered by preparation, by months of sweat and pain and repetition. She knew her craft. She had honed it until hesitation had no place in her mind.Jason had been the
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