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Fiona paced the length of the office, her mind racing as she replayed William’s ominous words. We’ll see about that. The threat lingered in the air, poisoning every moment of triumph. They had exposed him, but he was still out there, slipping through their fingers like smoke.Darwin stood at the window, arms crossed, his jaw tight with frustration. “He had this planned,” he muttered. “The money transfers, the shell companies, the private jet—it was all part of an exit strategy.”Thalassa scrolled through multiple screens, her fingers moving quickly over the keyboard. “I’ve tapped into every source I can. So far, no trace of where he actually landed.”Marcus rubbed his temples. “We need to consider the possibility that he’s headed somewhere without an extradition treaty. If he gets to Russia, the UAE, or even certain parts of Africa, we’re screwed.”Fiona stopped pacing. “He won’t run forever. William doesn’t just want to escape—he wants revenge.”Darwin turned to her. “You think he’ll
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The silence in the safe house was thick with tension. Fiona sat at the edge of the couch, her hands wrapped around a cup of untouched coffee. The steam curled into the air, but she barely noticed. Her mind was racing. William was still in the city. That meant they still had a chance to stop him—but it also meant they were walking into his trap. Darwin paced the room, his jaw clenched. “We need to rethink our approach.” His voice was sharp and controlled, but the frustration was evident in his posture. Marcus, seated at the desk, tapped away at his laptop. “We lost track of his jet, but I found something else. He booked a private security team two nights ago. Highly trained. They specialize in extractions.” He turned to Fiona and Darwin. “He’s planning an escape, but not just for himself. He’s securing an exit strategy for someone else, too.” Fiona’s stomach twisted. “Bella.” Thalassa, standing near the window, let out a scoff. “Of course. She’s the only loose end he can’t afford
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The air inside the Atlas Group’s underground security wing was thick with tension. William Newton lay unconscious on the floor, his breath shallow. Blood seeped from the wound Fiona had inflicted, but he was still alive. Fiona exhaled, lowering the gun in her trembling hands. The weight of what had just happened settled in her chest like a boulder. It wasn’t over yet—not until they knew the full extent of William’s contingency plan. Marcus knelt beside William’s unconscious form and retrieved the detonator Darwin had caught. His fingers moved expertly as he dismantled the device, removing the battery and disconnecting the internal wiring. “It’s safe,” Marcus announced. “He can’t set off anything now.” Darwin exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face. “We need to make sure there isn’t another bomb planted somewhere in the building. If William had a backup plan, he wouldn’t just rely on one detonator.” Fiona nodded. “Bella said he had something bigger in place. We need to find
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The boardroom was silent long after Lawrence Payne was led away in handcuffs. Fiona exhaled, her hands gripping the edge of the table. The weight of what just happened settled over her like a suffocating blanket. They had taken down William, uncovered the mole, and secured critical evidence—but Lawrence’s final words lingered in her mind. "You have no idea what storm you’ve just unleashed." Darwin turned to Marcus. “Get me a full report on every senior official with ties to William. I want to know who else might be compromised.” Marcus nodded and walked out, his phone already pressed to his ear. Thalassa let out a sharp breath. “I don’t like this. If William wasn’t the real mastermind, then who is?” Darwin’s expression darkened. “That’s what we need to find out.” Fiona’s gaze flickered to Bella, who sat stiffly in the chair, still recovering from everything that had happened. Her expression was unreadable, but Fiona knew one thing—Bella had been William’s pawn, but she wasn’t t
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Fiona’s hands clenched at her sides as Sebastian’s footsteps echoed through the parking garage. The shadows swallowed him, leaving only the faint hum of distant traffic. Her pulse roared in her ears. She had expected retaliation. But she hadn’t expected it to come this fast. Taking a shaky breath, she pulled out her phone and dialed Darwin. He picked up immediately. “Fiona?” “Sebastian Pierce was waiting for me in my car,” she said, keeping her voice even. “He delivered a message from the Echelon.” A pause. Then—“Where are you?” “In the parking garage under my building.” “I’m on my way. Stay where you are.” She nodded, even though he couldn’t see her. The call ended, and she leaned against her car, trying to calm her racing heart. The Echelon wasn’t just watching them. They were moving. --- A War Brewing Darwin arrived within minutes, pulling up beside her in his sleek black car. He barely parked before stepping out, his sharp gaze scanning the area. “Are you hurt?” F
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The weight of Bella’s words hung in the air like a storm cloud. "The real leader of the Echelon… they call him The Architect." Fiona exchanged a glance with Darwin. If this was true, then they weren’t just fighting William anymore. They were up against someone far more dangerous. Someone who had orchestrated every move from the beginning. Darwin’s jaw tightened. “How long have you known this?” Bella hesitated. “A while.” Thalassa scoffed. “And you conveniently decided to share now?” Bella exhaled. “You don’t get it. No one knows who The Architect is. William was always the face of the operation, but someone else has been pulling the strings. Even William never met him in person.” Fiona frowned. “Then how do you know he exists?” Bella’s gaze dropped. “Because I saw the messages.” She reached into her purse, pulling out a flash drive. “I made copies.” Darwin’s eyes darkened. “You copied classified Echelon messages?” Bella nodded. “I needed leverage in case things went south.
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The war room was silent except for the faint hum of the laptop screen. Fiona’s name. Darwin’s. Thalassa. Marcus’s. The Architect wasn’t just tying up loose ends—he was erasing them. Marcus clenched his fists, his knuckles white against the edge of the table. “We have less than 48 hours before this operation is in full motion.” Darwin’s expression darkened. “Then we hit them first.” Fiona exhaled slowly, trying to steady her nerves. “How? We don’t even know who The Architect is.” Bella, still pale from nearly plummeting off a rooftop earlier that night, leaned against the desk, her body visibly tense. She hesitated, then reached beneath her coat and pulled out a worn leather folder. “I might have a lead.” Everyone turned to her. Bella swallowed, sliding the folder across the table. “This was buried in William’s private files. I never thought much of it before, but now—” She took a shaky breath. “I think this could be our answer.” Darwin flipped it open. His eyes scanned the p
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The moment the plane touched down in London, Fiona knew they weren’t safe. Not yet. The heist had been successful—too successful. They had everything they needed to take down Alexander Greaves, but they had also just declared war on a man who never lost. Fiona tightened her grip on the armrest as the jet taxied to a halt. “Stay alert,” Darwin muttered beside her, his gaze flicking toward the window. “Greaves isn’t the kind of man to let this slide.” Marcus unbuckled his seatbelt, already typing furiously on his laptop. “I’ve been monitoring his movements. He’s gone dark.” Thalassa raised an eyebrow. “That’s not good.” Bella let out a bitter laugh. “No, that’s terrifying. It means he’s planning something.” A heavy silence settled over them. Then, Darwin stood. “We move fast. We need to analyze the files and expose him before he gets the chance to wipe us off the map.” Fiona nodded, forcing down the unease twisting in her gut. They had started this fight. Now, they had to f
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