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⊰ 20 ⊱ When Worlds Collide
I sit in the back of the sleek black SUV, my heart pounding in my chest as we speed down the winding country road. Beside me, Ben fiddles with the controls of the nano-drone, his brow furrowed in concentration. In the front seat, Pablo drives, his eyes scanning the road ahead, while Frank sits in the passenger seat, his hand on the gun on his lap.
We’re on our way to a remote location, a vast expanse of land owned by Marcel’s family, to conduct a field test of the nano-drones. The same place where we tested the first set of bombs I built almost a year ago. The anticipation hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the undercurrent of tension that’s been lingering since we left the estate.
As we turn off the main road onto a dirt path, the SUV bounces and jostles, kicking up a cloud of dust behind us. I grip the edge of my seat, my stomach churning with a mix of excitement and nerves. Another SUV follows closely behind, carrying a few more of Marcel’s men for added securi
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