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Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and seven
The Hunt BeginsThe cold Brussels air bit at Elena’s face as the team regrouped in a dimly lit alley three blocks from the burning summit building. Emergency sirens wailed in the distance, and the glow of the fire reflected off the wet cobblestones. “We lost him,” Aleksandr said bitterly, his hand gripping his rifle tightly. “For now,” Elena said, her tone resolute. “But he’s running. And that makes him vulnerable.” Vargas stood at the edge of the group, his expression grim. “Hawthorne’s move wasn’t just an escape. Those explosions were planned. He’s tying up loose ends.” “He’s a ghost now,” Dante said, pacing furiously. “And a very dangerous one.” Luca’s fingers flew over his laptop as he worked to piece together what little data they had. “He’s not a ghost yet. I managed to trace part of the signal he used to detonate those explosives. He routed it through multiple servers, but there’s a pattern—he’s headed east.” “Elaborate,” Elena said, leaning over his shoulder. “Vi
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A Step AheadThe team huddled in a small safe house on the outskirts of Vienna, a stark contrast to the chaos they’d just escaped. Elena sat at the table, staring at the map Luca had salvaged from the safe house. The red circles marked several major cities across Eastern Europe: Budapest, Bucharest, Warsaw, and Prague. Each location had corresponding notes shipment times, code names, and other cryptic details. “This isn’t just a list of targets,” Elena said, her voice low but sharp. “It’s a schedule. He’s moving something.” “Or someone,” Aleksandr suggested, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. Luca nodded, his laptop open in front of him. “Based on these timestamps, the next stop is Budapest. There’s a cargo transfer scheduled at the river docks in less than 12 hours.” Dante shook his head, frustration evident in his voice. “How does he keep slipping through our fingers? We’ve been two steps behind him this entire time.” Elena exhaled, her fingers tracing one of the red
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Breaking PointThe air in the safe house was thick with tension as Elena leaned over the map sprawled across the table. The team’s recent discovery of the drones painted a clearer picture of Hawthorne’s operation, but it also raised the stakes. Each city marked on the map represented not just a location but a potential powder keg waiting to ignite. “We have two choices,” Elena began, her voice steady but firm. “We go to Prague and intercept the next shipment, or we take a risk and trace this data back to Hawthorne himself.” Aleksandr, seated in a worn-out chair by the window, tapped his fingers on the armrest. “Tracing him could work, but it’s a gamble. If we miss, we lose the chance to stop those drones from being deployed.” Luca chimed in, his laptop open as lines of code scrolled across the screen. “The encryption we broke gave us partial intel. I can refine it, but it’s going to take time.” “We don’t have time,” Dante snapped. “Prague is the next domino. If we let it fall,
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Shadows and SparksThe warehouse was a cacophony of gunfire, shouts, and the hum of disrupted electronics. Elena reached the control panel, her fingers working quickly to bypass the lock. Sparks flew as she used a blade to strip wires and manually override the system. “Cover me!” she yelled, glancing over her shoulder. Aleksandr and Dante held the line, precision shots keeping Hawthorne’s men at bay. Vargas flanked to the right, creating a diversion to draw attention away from Elena. “They’re closing in!” Dante shouted, emptying his clip before ducking behind a crate to reload. Elena gritted her teeth as the panel sparked to life. She accessed the drone control system, scrolling through lines of code. “Come on… come on…” she muttered under her breath. Finally, she found the command protocol. Her fingers flew over the keyboard, entering a shutdown sequence. “Got it!” she yelled, just as a bullet ricocheted off the panel, narrowly missing her hand. The drones powered down
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Fractured LinesThe safehouse was unusually quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos that had unfolded hours earlier. Elena sat in the corner of the dimly lit room, her head resting against the wall as she replayed the events in her mind. The destruction of the warehouse had been a bittersweet victory. They had stopped the drones, but Hawthorne had slipped through their grasp once again, leaving behind a trail of uncertainty and devastation. Dante walked in, tossing his empty gun holster onto the table. “You should rest,” he said, his tone softer than usual. “I can’t,” Elena replied without looking at him. Her voice was steady, but there was an edge of exhaustion. “Hawthorne’s still out there, and now we’re back to square one.” “You’re not square one, Elena,” Aleksandr said, entering the room with a steaming mug of coffee in hand. He placed it on the table in front of her. “You shut down the drones. That’s something.” Elena finally looked up. “Is it? Hawthorne’s always five steps
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Threads of FireThe helicopter swept low over the coastline, its searchlights cutting through the thick plumes of smoke rising from the destroyed dock. Hawthorne’s voice crackled over the mercenaries’ comms, sharp and commanding. "Find them. Alive if possible, dead if necessary. Do not lose the cargo. And bring me Elena." The team huddled under a jagged outcrop of rocks on the shore, their breaths uneven and muscles burning from the swim. Elena clutched the detonator tightly, her eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of movement. “Drones,” Aleksandr whispered, pointing toward the faint hum of machines in the distance. Red lights blinked against the dark sky as the drones fanned out, methodically sweeping the area. “We’ve got to move,” Elena said. “They’ll have us in minutes.” Dante wrung seawater from his hair, his voice low. “We’re outgunned, outnumbered, and down to one pistol between us. What’s the play, boss?” Elena’s mind raced. The destruction of the ship had been
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Ashes and ShadowsThe helicopter thundered through the night, the coastline shrinking into the distance. The faint glow of fire on the horizon marked where the tower had stood moments ago a temporary victory etched in destruction. But Elena couldn’t celebrate. The fourth man’s shadow loomed over her thoughts. He was still out there, waiting, watching, always one step ahead. Vargas leaned over, his expression a mixture of concern and exhaustion. “We’ve bought some time, but Hawthorne won’t stop. He’ll double his efforts after this.” Elena nodded, barely hearing him. Her fingers traced the edges of a bloodstained map she had salvaged from one of the mercenaries. It was incomplete, torn, but it bore coordinates locations Hawthorne deemed important enough to protect. Dante, slumped in the seat across from her, spoke up. “That map better lead somewhere good because we’re running out of everything—ammo, time, and options.” “It leads to answers,” Elena said, her voice firm. “We’re
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The Trap SpringsElena’s grip on her weapon tightened as Hawthorne advanced, his calm demeanor unnerving against the chaos outside. The distant echoes of gunfire and explosions marked Dante and Aleksandr’s diversion. But here, inside the heart of Hawthorne’s empire, it felt like the world had gone eerily still. Luca glanced nervously at the planted explosives, his fingers hovering over the remote detonator. “We’ve got maybe three minutes before the backup systems override,” he whispered to Elena. “Then we make it count,” she said, her eyes locked on Hawthorne. Hawthorne stopped a few paces away, his guards raising their rifles. “You’ve been an impressive adversary, Elena,” he said, his voice dripping with mock admiration. “But you’ve misunderstood one critical thing: this isn’t a chess game where the king falls, and it’s over. I am not the king.” “Then what are you?” Elena asked, her tone sharp. He spread his arms, gesturing to the monitors. “I’m the board. The rules. Take m
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The End of HydraSteele’s smirk remained, but Elena could see the flicker of doubt in his eyes. He wasn’t as confident as he wanted to appear.“You’re wasting time,” he said. “Krylov’s strike team is already in position. By the time you stop me, he’ll have executed every target in Geneva.”Elena didn’t blink. “Then I guess we’d better move fast.”Before Steele could react, Aleksandr struck, landing a brutal blow to his ribs. Steele doubled over, gasping, and Aleksandr wasted no time zip-tying his hands behind his back.“You’re coming with us,” Aleksandr said coldly.Steele coughed, laughing bitterly. “You really think I’m the only problem? Hydra will outlive you all.”Elena leaned in close, voice like steel. “Not if we burn it to the ground.”Dante’s voice crackled over the earpiece. “Charges are set. We’re ready to bring this place down.”Elena nodded. “Then let’s end this.”They dragged Steele out as the Hydra base shook with the first explosion. The facility was collapsing, the des
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and thirty four
Chapter one hundred and thirty four The Final HuntA Moment of RespiteThe safehouse was quiet, save for the occasional beeping of the heart monitor attached to Luca. He had stabilized, but the toll of their last mission still lingered. Elena stood outside, leaning against the balcony railing, watching the city lights flicker in the distance. It was a rare moment of peace, but she knew it wouldn’t last. Footsteps approached behind her—calm, steady. She didn’t have to turn to know it was Aleksandr. "You should rest," he said. Elena let out a small laugh. "Says the man who never sleeps." Aleksandr stepped closer, standing beside her. "We should talk about what comes next." She exhaled slowly, nodding. "Steele is still out there. Krylov too. Hydra’s wounded, but they won’t go down without a final fight." Aleksandr studied her, his blue eyes sharp yet unreadable. "And when it’s over? When they’re gone?" Elena turned her head, meeting his gaze. The air between them was thi
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and thirty three
The Final HourThe EscapeDante pressed his hand against Luca’s wound, applying pressure as gunfire rained down around them. Blood seeped through his fingers, but Luca still gritted his teeth, his hands trembling as he continued working on the terminal. "Almost... got it," Luca gasped, his fingers sluggish on the keyboard. Elena and Aleksandr burst into the control room, panting from their escape from the lab below. "We need to move!" Elena shouted, scanning the scene. Then her gaze fell on Luca—his bloodied side, Dante struggling to keep him conscious. Aleksandr immediately knelt beside them, ripping off his sleeve to press against Luca’s wound. "How bad?" "Bad," Dante muttered. "But we don’t have time to argue about it." Luca let out a weak chuckle. "I disabled Hydra’s facility-wide defenses... but I might’ve triggered their failsafe in the process." He coughed, his breath shaky. "This whole place is set to blow." Elena swore under her breath. "Then we grab what we cam
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The Devil’s ExperimentThe sterile glow of the lab’s emergency lights flickered as the first test subject lunged forward. Its movements were jerky yet unnervingly precise, a grotesque fusion of human reflexes and something far deadlier. Aleksandr’s bullets had torn through its chest, but it hardly seemed to care. Instead, it tilted its head, as if studying them—calculating its next move.Elena’s breath came fast and shallow. This wasn’t a normal soldier. This was something designed.“Move!” she barked, shoving Aleksandr toward the emergency override panel on the far wall.Before they could take another step, the creature leapt.Elena barely managed to roll aside, but Aleksandr wasn’t as lucky. The thing slammed into him, pinning him to the cold steel floor. Its hands—if they could still be called that—wrapped around his throat.Aleksandr choked, his fingers scrambling for his knife. His vision darkened as the creature tightened its grip.Elena didn’t hesitate. She fired three shots in
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and thirty one
Into the Wolf’s DenThe bitter cold of Moscow wrapped around the team as they stood outside a nondescript warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Snowflakes drifted down, catching in Elena’s hair as she adjusted her earpiece. This wasn’t just another mission. This was an all-or-nothing strike. Luca’s voice crackled over the comms. “Svarog Initiative’s main entrance is heavily fortified. But I found something interesting—an underground service tunnel, used for transporting biohazard materials. It connects directly to the facility’s lower levels.” Dante grinned. “Biohazard? That’s never a good sign.” Aleksandr, ever the pragmatist, checked his weapon. “Then we go in quietly, eliminate resistance, and take Krylov out before he knows we’re here.” Elena nodded. “We move in two teams. Dante and Luca will disable external security and cut their communications. Aleksandr and I will breach the underground tunnel.” Luca added, “One more thing—you were right, Elena. Hydra isn’t just de
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and thirty
Shadows and SecretsThe dim light of their secondary safehouse—a remote cabin deep in the Portuguese countryside—cast long shadows as the team gathered around a wooden table. The Zurich tablet lay in the center, its encrypted files representing their best lead on Steele and Krylov. Outside, the night was eerily silent, but inside, tension simmered. Luca’s fingers flew across the keyboard, his brow furrowed in concentration. “This encryption is sophisticated—military grade. But I’ve seen similar patterns before.” Dante leaned back, arms crossed. “How long?” “Could be hours. Could be days.” Luca sighed. “Depends on how deep Hydra buried their secrets.” Elena exhaled sharply, rubbing her temple. The loss of their safehouse in Lisbon had shaken them, but she refused to let it break them. They had to stay ahead of Hydra’s next move. Aleksandr, standing near the window, finally spoke. “We can’t afford to sit and wait. Steele knows we’re coming. He won’t just defend—he’ll hunt.”
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and twenty nine
The War BeginsElena paced in the safehouse, a converted factory on the outskirts of Lisbon. The team was scattered across the room, each preparing in their own way. Luca had his laptop open on a weathered table, multiple screens displaying streams of Hydra’s financial data. Dante cleaned his weapons with practiced efficiency, his face unusually grim. Aleksandr leaned against the wall, sharpening his knife, his eyes fixed on the floor. Elena’s phone buzzed again a second encrypted message. Unknown Sender: “You can’t protect them all. We’ll break you.”She clenched her jaw and looked at her team. “Hydra’s not wasting time. They’re coming after us and anyone connected to us. Vargas was right we need allies, and we need them now.” Luca looked up from his screen. “I’ve traced a few of Hydra’s offshore accounts. They’re funneling money into a private bank in Zurich. It’s a fortress, but if we hit it, we’ll cripple their cash flow.” “Zurich’s a start,” Aleksandr said, his voice low.
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and twenty eight
New FrontlinesThe safehouse was located deep in the Swiss Alps, shielded by towering pines and accessible only by a narrow, winding path. Snow blanketed the ground, muffling the sound of their arrival. The team moved with military precision, scanning the area for threats before entering the cabin.Inside, the air was heavy with tension. Elena stood at the head of the room, her sharp gaze fixed on the screen displaying a global map. Red dots marked known Hydra operations, and several pulsed ominously, indicating recent activity.“Hydra isn’t waiting for us to regroup,” Elena began, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her. “They’ve already started retaliating.”Dante crossed his arms, leaning against the wall. “We knew this was coming. What’s the damage so far?”Luca, seated in front of his laptop, typed rapidly. “They’ve gone after our allies. Vargas’s team in South America was hit last night two dead, three wounded. In Europe, they wiped out an entire safehouse. They’re
Four Heirs Claimed On My Babies Chapter one hundred and twenty seven
Echoes of the BeastThe extraction vessel cut through the waves, its engines humming steadily. Inside, the team sat in silence, their bodies worn and their minds racing. The destruction of Hydra's island facility was a victory, but Elena knew better than to let her guard down. Hydra had survived worse and it would strike back, harder and smarter. Luca broke the silence. “We just blew up their shiny lab, and half their mercenary army. You think they’ll stay quiet for long?” “No,” Elena said firmly, wiping blood from a cut on her temple. “They’ll regroup. They’ll retaliate. And they’ll make it personal.” Dante, leaning back with a tired smirk, added, “Let them. We’ve already proven we’re a bigger problem than they ever expected.” Aleksandr, sitting near the open hatch, stared at the horizon as the faint glow of the burning island disappeared behind them. His jaw tightened. “Dante’s right. But they won’t underestimate us again. Next time, they’ll come for us directly.” Elena st
