Cidhna Mine Novels & Stories

She looked up immediately. Her eyes searched mine. “Did you find him?” I nodded once. Relief hit her so fast it looked like pain. “Where is he?” “Industrial yard. Outside the city.” Her eyes sharpened immediately. “I’m coming.” It wasn’t emotional. It was instinct. I held her gaze for a long second. Then nodded. “Stay close to me. No matter what happens.” She didn’t argue. The auto yard sat at the edge of the city, hidden behind rusted fencing and broken signage. The kind of place no one noticed unless they were looking for it.

Dannedd glanced at the envoy member to his right, a tall woman with close-cropped hair and a scar across her collarbone, who shook her head almost imperceptibly. “Not precisely,” Dannedd said. “The mines have iron. Copper. Some silver and platinum, though not in significant quantities. Nothing that would warrant this level of sustained campaign.” He tapped the map. “Our miners have been in those tunnels for two hundred years. We know what’s down there. What he’s looking for, if it’s there at all, we have not found it.” “Which means either he has information you don’t,” Aurellia said carefully, “or he believes he does.”

He gave a suggestive smirk that makes bile rise in my throat. ‘Guys, I could really use some help right now,’ I say in the mind-link. ‘We’re coming,’ Alessandro says. ‘There’s a villager here who knows about an old mine shaft that we think could be your dungeon. It’s not far.’ ‘Please hurry,’ I say, though I know they’re doing the best they can.

Tyler's POV "Boss, I think we got a lead..." "Talk, Williams." I lifted my stony face toward Williams. He was always fond of delivering information in the most cinematic way possible. "One of the men... the digital researchers found a lead at one of the record labels in California. They searched all over New York and Phoenix, just as you instructed, but there was no facial resemblance to Evans. So, according to them, they went beyond their original assignment and started looking into other states. There was a match, but not under the name we know her by. She was registered as Claire Simon."

I pried his fingers off mine, one at a time. "Okay." I picked up my suitcase and walked toward the elevator. Mason paused, like he hadn't expected that answer, then followed a few steps behind. "I'll have my assistant book you your usual suite. I'll send something warm up, too. Your stomach's sensitive." "No need." I pressed the down button. "Paige." His voice came from behind me, firmer now. "It's the Hamilton Corporation charity gala in three days. Be ready. You're coming with me."

"Julian, the fake coordinates are pointing to the middle of the Bahoruco mountain range, but the hardware gateway name is BARAHONA-SUB-FOUR. That’s not a military base or an office complex. It’s an old industrial designation." ​"A sub-surface mine," Julian said, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous register. "Silas didn't just build in the Bavarian mountains. He bought up old, abandoned industrial infrastructure across the Caribbean basin during the commodities crash of the late nineties. Barahona is famous for larimar mining and old salt deposits. If it’s marked as SUB-FOUR, it’s a subterranean facility built into a deep alluvial terrace."

Jennifer asked. “There is a problem with the mine and we haven’t done any charity work since I’ve launched new lines.” I repeated myself. “Hmm…” Jennifer was thinking. “We can do a charity event as long as it is on our land here. There are enough warriors that it would be okay. As for the mine, where is it located?” Jaxson was trying to meet me halfway but still keep us safe. “Midwest area. I have a connection I will call and have them check it out for me. I have used him in the past if issues arose and he does good work.” I said as I pulled up my email to send to him.

“Aaaargh! Pheaseee… “ His cries became distorted as he begged. “I won’t see Caily anymore...” “Right. You really won’t see her anymore.” I affirmed and glanced back at the man I had shot in the thighs. He was still groaning in pain but he had not said a word apart from his groans. He must have known that, with me, pleading was the quickest way to death. Finn dropped the cauldron on the floor beside Dylan and lifted the chained legs into the cauldron which had a two holes, only big enough to squeeze one’s foot in. I watched as Finn forced Dylan’s both legs down the hole.

I didn’t touch it yet. “We intercepted news this morning,” he said. “An undocumented mine was discovered two days ago. The samples recovered are pure. Gold. With only 0.2% impurities. This rare white gold has the closest similarities with the lost stone used in the creation of the Abalone Ryn gem.” Now that caught my interest. I leaned back slightly, steepling my fingers. “Location?” He hesitated, exchanging a glance with Man 1. “Spit it out,” I said. My voice, cold like the Antarctic wind, caused the room temperature to drop.

--- The Counterattack If they were watching her— She would watch them back. Aria bypassed internal safeguards, tracing their signal directly. Risky. Dangerous. Exactly what this required. --- Connection Established For a split second— Everything aligned. The signal. The location. The source. She saw it. Clear. Real. --- The Shock “Cassian…” Her voice came through the comm, tight. “I found them.” Silence on the other end. Then— “Where?” --- The Same Place Her breath caught. “Inside the building.” A pause.