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Gia reached out, her heart skipping a beat as she saw the unsaved number. Unknown: Open your laptop. Look at the pre-market shipping indexes for the Eastern Seaboard. Gia sat up, pulling her laptop onto her covers and logging into the high-clearance financial terminal Leo had given her access to. She pulled up the Thorne Shipping Corporation’s primary ticker. The screen flashed with a sea of aggressive, bleeding red.

I said, slightly out of breath. “Jason—finally.” Mike’s voice came through tight, edged with stress. “Where are you?” “Gym. Why? What’s going on?” There was a brief silence on the other end, just enough to feel heavy. “There’s a problem with the distribution.” I froze mid-sip. The noise of the gym seemed too dull, as if someone had turned down the volume on the world around me.. “What kind of problem?” I asked, voice lower now. “A big one,” Mike replied. “The shipment didn’t go where it was supposed to.”

In a low, piercing voice, Damien questioned icily. Kyle swallowed forcefully. "A mobile, fully operational warship that and armedves war" On the screen, he indicated a command deck diagram that was flashing. If she activates those payloads, we're done. It's a launch platform, not simply a ship. The phrase "new coordinates, new war" As the battleship approached international waters—a no man's land that is impervious to international oversight—the satellite feed zoomed out, showing a moving trajectory. "She is enticing us," Vanessa gave a snarl. If not, why make it this obvious?