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The air in the club felt heavier now, thick with the weight of Liana’s words.You don’t kill it. You replace it.Fiona exhaled slowly, letting the words settle. The idea was dangerous, almost unthinkable. And yet, it made perfect sense. The Echelon was too deeply entrenched, its influence too vast. Cutting off one head wouldn’t stop the beast—it would just grow another.Darwin crossed his arms, his expression unreadable. "And what? You think we just walk in and take over?"Liana smirked. "Not walk in. Fight for it. The Echelon’s collapsing under its own weight. The real players are circling, waiting to carve up the remains. If you want to survive, you don’t run—you take the throne before someone else does."Bella’s voice crackled in through the earpiece. "This sounds like a suicide mission."Fiona glanced at Darwin. "Maybe. Or maybe it’s the only way we win."Liana finished her drink, standing gracefully. "You’ve got a small window before the real sharks move in. If you're serious abo
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The Zurich data heist had given them exactly what they needed—a road map of Silas Grayson’s network. But it had also painted a target on their backs.Sitting in the dim glow of the underground bunker, Fiona scrolled through pages of decrypted files while Marcus cross-referenced data points. Darwin paced nearby, his mind working through their next steps, while Bella leaned against the metal table, arms crossed.“This isn’t just a network,” Marcus murmured, adjusting his glasses. “Grayson built a failsafe. A backup plan.”Fiona frowned. “What kind of backup plan?”Marcus hesitated, then brought up a schematic of a high-security facility. “He calls it Project Overwatch. If the Echelon collapses, Overwatch activates—a fully automated system designed to ensure Grayson’s continued influence. Key leaders in politics, finance, military sectors… all with contingency triggers that he can pull at any moment.”Darwin exhaled. “So even if he falls, his system keeps running.”Bella shook her head.
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The message lingered on Marcus’s screen like a challenge carved in stone.Meet me in 24 hours. Alone.Fiona read it twice, then a third time. Silas Grayson never did anything without reason. If he was offering a meeting, it wasn’t out of desperation—it was a calculated move.Darwin frowned as he paced behind her. “This could be a trap.”Bella crossed her arms. “Could be? It is a trap.”Fiona exhaled slowly. “I know.”Marcus was already running a trace on the message, but his face told her everything. “It’s bouncing through too many relays. I can’t track the origin.”Fiona nodded, already making up her mind. “I’m going.”Darwin stopped pacing. “Alone? No way.”Bella scoffed. “You’ve lost it, haven’t you? Grayson’s pissed. We just tore his empire apart. You think he’s going to let you walk out of there?”Fiona turned to them, her gaze steady. “That’s exactly why I have to go. We didn’t just take Overwatch—we’ve crippled his network. That means he has fewer pieces left to play. He wouldn
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The body hadn’t even hit the ground before Fiona was moving. She had less than a minute before Grayson’s security forces converged on the estate. The bullet wound on his chest was still seeping, a dark pool of blood spreading over the marble floor, but there was no time to process it.He’s dead.But the war wasn’t over.Marcus’s voice crackled through the earpiece. “Movement. You need to move now.”Bella was already holstering her gun, her expression unreadable. “Let’s go.”Fiona took a breath, forcing her mind to focus. Grayson’s death was a victory, but it had left a power vacuum—a dangerous one. The remnants of his network wouldn’t simply dissolve. If anything, they’d be looking for a new leader. And if no one filled that space, someone worse would.Darwin was at her side, his eyes scanning the hallway. “Which way?”Fiona’s mind worked fast. The front entrance was a no-go—security would be flooding in from there. The terrace? Too exposed. The underground tunnels?“We take the south
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The fire burned long into the night.Fiona stood at a distance, watching the last remnants of the Echelon turn to ash. It was strange—she had spent so long fighting to bring them down, but now that it was over, there was no sense of triumph. No victory parade. Just the cold realization that they had survived, and that survival always came at a cost.Darwin stood beside her, arms crossed, the glow of the flames reflecting in his dark eyes. He had barely spoken since they escaped the blast zone. Neither had Bella or Marcus.They had won.So why did it feel like the battle wasn’t truly over?---Loose EndsBack at the safehouse, the exhaustion was starting to set in.Marcus was at his workstation, sifting through encrypted files. Bella was nursing a whiskey, watching the news play in the background. Reports were already spreading—an "accidental gas explosion" had destroyed a Zurich landmark. No mention of Cain Lachlan. No mention of the Echelon.Fiona leaned against the table, rubbing he
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The private jet cut through the night sky, slicing toward Eastern Europe like a silent predator. Inside, the tension was thick, the weight of their mission pressing down on every breath.Fiona sat near the window, watching the clouds blur past. She should have felt exhausted, but adrenaline kept her wide awake. Every moment brought them closer to Adrian Volkova—a man whose name alone sent chills through the underworld.Darwin sat across from her, his fingers drumming against the armrest. Bella and Marcus were at the small workstation near the back, analyzing every shred of intelligence they had gathered.“We land in two hours,” Marcus announced, adjusting his earpiece. “Volkova’s been moving between safe houses, but we pinpointed his last known location. A compound near the Romanian border.”Darwin’s jaw tightened. “Security?”“Armed. Private militia. The works.” Marcus exhaled. “It won’t be like Cain. Volkova expects war.”Bella smirked. “Good. So do we.” She double-checked the pisto
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A single moment. That was all they had. Fiona’s muscles coiled, every nerve on edge as she locked eyes with Darwin. A silent plan passed between them, forged in the heat of desperation. Volkova smirked, unaware of the decision they had already made. “You think you can win?” His voice was laced with amusement. “You walked into my home, my territory, thinking you had the upper hand. But now, I hold the detonator. Your lives—your entire future—rests in my hands.” Darwin’s grip on his gun never wavered. His expression remained unreadable, but Fiona knew him well enough to see the shift—the calculation, the anticipation of a strike. Volkova was arrogant. Too confident in his control. That was his mistake. And Fiona was about to exploit it. She took a slow step forward, her hands raised as if in surrender. “You’re right,” she said, keeping her voice steady. “We miscalculated.” Volkova raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on.” She swallowed, willing herself to sell the lie. “We though
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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
