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Picking Up the Pieces The safe house was eerily quiet. The war was over, but the aftermath left a heavyweight in the air. Fiona sat on the worn leather couch, her injured arm resting on a pillow. She traced the bandages absentmindedly, her mind a storm of thoughts. Darwin stood near the window, watching the city skyline. His posture was tense, his thoughts distant. “You’re thinking too hard,” Fiona said softly. Darwin let out a humorless chuckle. “I don’t think I’ve ever thought hard enough. If I had, maybe we wouldn’t have lost so much along the way.” Fiona knew what he meant. The people they couldn’t save. The betrayals they didn’t see coming. The scars—both visible and unseen. “You did what you had to,” she said. He turned to her, his gaze searching. “And what about you? Do you regret any of it?” Fiona exhaled, leaning back. “No. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” Darwin sat beside her, resting his elbows on his knees. “Langley’s gone. His empire is crumbling. But t
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Strategizing the Attack The air inside the safehouse was heavy with tension. Every person in the room knew what was at stake. They weren’t just planning an attack—they were planning a war. Fiona sat at the table, tracing a path across the blueprint of Vincent De Luca’s compound. It was a fortress—armed guards, reinforced security doors, motion detectors, and at least three different escape routes. Getting in would be hard. Getting out alive would be harder. Marcus tapped on the screen of his tablet, his expression grim. “I’ve gone through De Luca’s security system. The place is crawling with mercenaries. We’re looking at at least thirty men, plus whatever security measures he has inside.” Thalassa let out a low whistle. “Man really likes his safety.” Lennox folded his arms. “It’s not safe. It’s paranoia.” Darwin, standing at the head of the table, leaned forward, scanning the layout. His expression was cold, calculating. “If we hit him head-on, we won’t last five minutes. We nee
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Picking Up the Pieces The night air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and blood. Flashing red and blue lights painted the walls of De Luca’s compound, illuminating the destruction left in the wake of the battle. Officers moved through the scene, securing prisoners, tagging evidence, and loading the wounded into ambulances. Fiona stood at the edge of the balcony, gripping the cool metal railing as she watched De Luca being hauled into the back of a police van. His once-pristine suit was stained with blood, and his face twisted in pain and fury. Even now, he fought against his captors, barking threats through gritted teeth. Darwin stepped beside her, his gaze locked on the same scene. "He won’t stop," he murmured. "Men like him don’t know how to let go." She exhaled, exhaustion settling deep in her bones. "Then we make sure he doesn’t get another chance." Lennox approached, rubbing at a cut on his cheek. "They’re taking him to a maximum-security prison. No bail, no deals. He’s
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The aftermath of Vincent De Luca’s downfall left a strange quiet in its wake. The air was thick with smoke and the acrid scent of gunpowder. Fiona stood by the shattered balcony doors, staring down at the blood-slicked marble floor where De Luca had collapsed. Even in death, he had a smirk on his lips, as if mocking them from the grave. Around her, the mansion was in ruins—bodies of mercenaries sprawled across the floor, broken glass crunching under the boots of police officers swarming the estate. Their job was done. De Luca’s empire had fallen. But the weight pressing against Fiona’s chest told her it wasn’t over. Darwin stood beside her, silent, his breathing heavy. The adrenaline that had fueled them through the battle was fading, leaving behind only exhaustion and the dull ache of injuries. His suit was torn at the shoulder, blood—some his, some not—soaking the fabric. She turned to him. “It’s over,” she said, but even as she spoke the words, they felt hollow. Darwin let out
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The city skyline was still shrouded in the dark hues of the early morning when Fiona stepped out onto the balcony of the safehouse. The cool breeze carried the distant hum of life, reminding her that the world outside continued, even after everything they had been through. Behind her, Darwin emerged, his silhouette outlined by the soft glow of the streetlights. He leaned against the railing, staring at the city in silence. “It feels… strange,” Fiona murmured. Darwin glanced at her. “What does?” “That it’s over.” A faint smirk crossed his lips, but there was exhaustion in his eyes. “It’s never really over, is it?” She exhaled slowly, gripping the railing. “William is gone. De Luca is gone. The people who tried to destroy us are either dead or in prison. It should feel like a victory.” “But?” “But it doesn’t feel real.” Darwin turned, resting his arms on the railing. “That’s because we’ve spent so long fighting. We don’t know what peace feels like anymore.” Fiona hat
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A Moment of Peace Fiona had never known what true peace felt like. Even as she stood on the balcony of their new home, watching the sunrise over the city, a part of her still expected chaos to come crashing down. The air was crisp, the sky painted in soft shades of orange and pink, yet her muscles remained tense as if waiting for the inevitable storm. Darwin appeared behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. His warmth seeped into her, grounding her in the present. “Couldn’t sleep?” She leaned into him, closing her eyes. “I think my body’s still adjusting. It feels strange to not be looking over my shoulder.” He chuckled, resting his chin on her shoulder. “You’ll get used to it.” She wasn’t so sure. For years, her survival had depended on being vigilant, on always staying one step ahead. Letting go of that instinct would take time. Darwin turned her to face him, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re safe now, F
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A Life Rebuilt The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the bedroom. Fiona stirred, her body still adjusting to the rhythm of motherhood. She could hear the soft rustling of sheets beside her as Darwin shifted, already awake, watching their newborn daughter sleeping peacefully in the bassinet near their bed. She turned to him, voice hushed. “You’re staring again.” Darwin smirked but didn’t take his eyes off their child. “I can’t help it. She’s perfect.” Fiona sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. “You’re going to spoil her at this rate.” He chuckled. “That’s the plan.” Their daughter let out a tiny yawn, her tiny fingers curling into fists before settling back into sleep. Fiona’s heart clenched at the sight. After everything they had endured—the betrayals, the battles, the endless fight for survival—they had reached this moment. A moment of quiet, of peace, of love. She leaned against Darwin, feeling his arm come around her shoulders. “Do
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The Gathering Storm Fiona stood at the edge of the nursery, watching as Lilian slept peacefully. A warm glow from the nightlight cast soft shadows across the room, making everything feel surreal. She traced her fingers along the wooden crib, her mind clouded with the weight of Marcus’s warning. William Newton was dead. That much was certain. But the idea that someone was reviving his influence, moving in the shadows, and targeting them? That was a nightmare she thought they had left behind. Darwin entered the room, his footsteps silent. “You’re thinking too much again.” Fiona glanced over her shoulder. “How can I not?” He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “We knew it wouldn’t be this easy. A clean break was never in the cards.” She let out a slow breath, shaking her head. “I just wanted—just for once—for us to have a normal life.” Darwin approached, gently pulling her into his arms. “We will. But first, we finish this.” His words sent a familiar fire through her vei
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The sound of shattering glass echoed through Fiona's memory as she stood in the aftermath of the failed hit on Sofia Laurent. The journalist was still alive, barely, but the attack had escalated the war Morrigan was waging from the shadows. They couldn’t wait any longer. Back at the safe house, the atmosphere was volatile. Darwin paced the room, fists clenched, his jaw tight. Thalassa sat with a map spread across the table, a red marker in her hand, circling key locations tied to Morrigan’s operations. Marcus stood by the window, phone pressed to his ear, coordinating with allies they had been reluctant to involve until now. Fiona broke the silence. “We hit her back. Not just financially. We go after the people that keep her afloat.” Darwin stopped pacing, turning to her. “You’re talking about dismantling her infrastructure.” “Exactly,” Fiona said. “She wants to destroy everything we care about. It’s time we show her we can do the same.” Thalassa nodded. “I’ve been mapping out h
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The weight of Sofia’s whispered word—Morrigan—hung heavy in the air. Fiona’s knuckles were white as she clenched her fists, her pulse hammering in her ears. Beside her, Darwin stood rigid, his expression carved from stone. The sight of the journalist, barely clinging to life on that stretcher, was a brutal confirmation that Morrigan had escalated the war. This was no longer a battle fought in the shadows. This was all-out warfare. “We need to move,” Fiona said, her voice tight with anger. Darwin nodded. “Agreed. We’re done playing defense.” Thalassa touched Fiona’s arm, her normally smug expression replaced by something dangerously sharp. “Sofia’s not dead yet. That means we still have a chance to get information from her. But if Morrigan wants her gone, she’ll send someone to finish the job.” “Then we keep her alive,” Fiona said. “We make sure she wakes up, and when she does, we find out everything she knows.” Marcus was already tapping away at his laptop, pulling security foota
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The silence in the safe house felt different now—heavier, more suffocating. After their daring mission in Zurich, the team had returned, expecting some form of reprieve. Instead, the weight of their actions pressed on them. Fiona sat on the edge of the couch, her fingers idly tapping her phone, eyes flickering over the reports Marcus had sent. The glow of the screen only illuminated the exhaustion that had settled in her bones. Darwin paced the room, his thoughts elsewhere. He ran his hand through his hair, each step heavy with the knowledge of what was coming. The clock on the wall ticked louder in the quiet room, every second passing with unbearable tension. "We’ve hit her, but we haven’t broken her," Fiona muttered, more to herself than to anyone else. Darwin stopped pacing, turning toward her. "I know," he replied. "But we’re getting closer. That’s what matters." Marcus was at his laptop, the blue light from the screen illuminating his face as he sifted through data. "Morriga
