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The tension in the hideout was suffocating. Fiona clenched her fists as she stared at the map Marcus had pulled up on the screen. The factory was located on the outskirts of the city, hidden behind warehouses and abandoned lots—a perfect place for Lucian to set his trap. Thalassa folded her arms. “He’s expecting us to walk in blindly. We can’t give him that advantage.” Darwin exhaled slowly. “We need to force him into a position where he loses control.” Marcus adjusted his glasses. “I can tap into the city’s surveillance feeds and track movement around the factory. But if Lucian’s using private security, it won’t be easy to predict how many men he has.” Fiona’s voice was firm. “We’re not waiting. Every second we waste, Claire’s in danger.” Darwin met her gaze, his expression unreadable for a moment before he nodded. “Then we move. But we do this smartly.” They gathered their gear—bulletproof vests, weapons, and comms. Marcus set up in the van outside, his fingers flying over th

A Dangerous Destination The private jet cut through the night sky, the soft hum of the engines the only sound in the dimly lit cabin. Fiona sat near the window, staring out at the vast darkness stretching below them. Somewhere beyond the horizon lay their next battlefield—Switzerland, home to the private bank funding Lucian’s operations. She turned to Darwin, who sat across from her, his hands clasped together as he went over their plan for the hundredth time. “We land in Geneva at dawn,” he said. “Marcus’s contact will meet us with forged credentials. From there, we go straight to the bank.” Fiona nodded. “And if things don’t go smoothly?” Darwin met her gaze. “Then we adapt.” Thalassa, sitting with her feet propped up on the armrest of another seat, smirked. “I like that answer. But let’s be honest, this is already a suicide mission.” Marcus, who had been tapping furiously at his laptop, spoke without looking up. “Our odds are slightly better than that. I’d say forty percent

The safe house in Zurich was dark except for the soft glow of multiple laptop screens. The tension in the air was thick, the only sound being the rapid clicking of Marcus’s keyboard as he worked through Alistair Graves’s financial records. His eyes darted between numbers, graphs, and offshore account details, unraveling a vast network of money laundering and illicit transactions. “His accounts are like a spiderweb,” Marcus muttered, barely blinking. “Shell companies, offshore holdings, crypto wallets. He’s moving billions like it’s pocket change.” Fiona leaned over his shoulder, her gaze narrowing as she examined the figures flashing on the screen. “Can we shut them down?” Marcus exhaled, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Not all at once. But if we hit the right accounts, we can cripple his ability to fund Lucian’s operations.” Darwin, standing near the window with his arms crossed, turned to them. His jaw was set in determination. “Then we do it.” Thalassa, sitting across the ro

The message from Lucian burned on the screen like a final, ominous warning. “You think you’ve won? You have no idea what’s coming.” Fiona stared at it, her pulse pounding in her ears. Thalassa leaned in. “We just exposed every secret he’s been keeping. What else could he possibly have left?” Darwin exhaled sharply. “If Lucian still has a card to play, we need to find out what it is—fast.” Marcus was already scanning through Lucian’s known connections. “He’s been operating in the shadows for years. If there’s something bigger at play, it won’t be in these files.” Fiona’s mind raced. Lucian wasn’t the type to bluff. If he had something left, it was something none of them had considered yet. And that terrified her. The group relocated to a secondary safe house just outside Zurich. The walls were bare, the furniture minimal. Every precaution had been taken to ensure it was off-grid, but after Bella’s ambush, no place felt truly safe anymore. Fiona sat at the edge of the worn cou

The glowing red numbers on Lucian’s watch sent a cold wave of panic through the room. “Damn it,” Darwin hissed, tightening his grip on Lucian’s collar. “What did you do?” Lucian smirked, despite the blood trickling from his temple. “If I die, I’m not dying alone.” Fiona’s heart pounded. There was no time to argue. She lunged, snatching Lucian’s wrist to get a better look at the countdown. 00:25 Thalassa grabbed Fiona’s arm. “We have to get out of here!” But Fiona wasn’t listening. Her mind raced as she examined the watch. It wasn’t just a simple trigger—it was linked to the entire estate’s security system. Lucian had rigged everything. Darwin slammed Lucian against the steel vault door. “Where’s the kill switch?” Lucian let out a wheezing laugh. “You think I’d tell you?” 00:22 Fiona’s hands trembled as she traced the watch’s structure. If she could access the controls, she might be able to disable the detonator. But Lucian wasn’t going to let that happen. With a sudden j