The Billionaire Alpha's Revenge
Down here, the only sounds were the rhythmic drip of unseen condensation and the soft, deliberate scuff of his boots on slick, slime-coated concrete.
Three nights. It had been three nights since the "Blood Bounty" had lit up the dark web, painting a bullseye on his back visible from every shadow-corner of the globe. The first serious contenders had arrived, and they were everything the intel had promised: silent, professional, and lethally equipped. They called themselves the Ghost Divers, a name whispered with a mix of fear and reverence in the wetwork world. They were Tier-1 operators armed to the teeth with a bleeding-edge "Mimic" active camouflage system, a technological marvel that bent
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