The Phantom Luna
Aaron began crying —actually crying —because after two years of betrayal, theft, and lies, he finally understood something.
Shadow Fang wasn’t the real enemy. They were just soldiers, just pawns. The real enemy sat much higher, much closer, and much more powerful.
The gun rose. Aaron laughed weakly, because Phantom would never get the truth now. The trigger pulled, and darkness swallowed him.
In New York, at HexaTech Headquarters at 3:07 AM. Luna lowered her phone, The line had gone dead.
The room remained silent. Alexander stood nearby, watching her carefully. Jenna sat frozen in her chair. “Aaron’s dead.” It wasn’t a question. Luna nodded.
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