The pressurized executive elevator shot upward through the bedrock, humming with a low, mechanical vibration that vibrated through Isabella’s bruised bones.Inside the sleek glass car, no one spoke. The silence was thick with the scent of copper, ozone, and the dying embers of the Syndicate's grandest black site. Beneath their feet, a distant, muffled detonation vibrated through the shaft—Zurich Alpha’s secondary purge protocol detonating its thermite charges, melting Eleanor Vance’s legacy into an unyielding tomb of molten steel.Julian leaned heavily against the reinforced glass wall, one massive arm clamped firmly over his re-stitched ribs. His breathing was shallow, his skin as pale as marble, but his stormy gray eyes remained locked on Isabella."You're bleeding again," Isabella whispered, stepping closer. Her bare, torn feet left faint smudges on the polished floor, but she ignored the sharp sting, reaching up to gently touch the edge of his jaw.Julian caught her hand, pressing
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