Semua Bab Torn by Obsession : Bab 141 - Bab 150

The snowstorm was a silent predator blanketing the Carpathian range. Everything about Sanctum 9 was designed to be forgotten—buried beneath mountains, disguised as a hydroelectric plant on outdated satellite maps. The truth? It was the heart of Lazarus. The final threshold. The endgame.Rafael stood at the edge of the overlook, wind biting through his coat as he stared at the facility below. Concrete domes rose like tumors from the white earth, guarded by electrified fences and automated turrets. Inside those domes: human experiments, mind control algorithms, and the living proof that Lazarus had succeeded.“We do this fast,” Rafael said, eyes scanning the terrain. “Split into two teams. One targets the data vault. The other plants the explosives.”Sophia adjusted the scarf around her mouth, eyes focused and unyielding. “We go in, we burn everything, and we don’t look back.”Beside her stood Mateo and Nyra—Rafael’s most loyal operatives, both marked by scars and silence. They had seen

The crackling hum of Rafael’s custom-built server rig filled the safehouse’s study as lines of encrypted code danced across the screen. The decrypted contents of the Lazarus drive were a digital minefield—fragments of video feeds, weapon schematics, psychological profiles… and one blinking folder titled:ECHO-PROT-9XSophia stood behind Rafael, arms crossed, hair still damp from the morning shower. “It’s like opening a cursed tomb. Do we even want to know what’s in it?”Rafael didn’t turn. “Need and want are different beasts. But this file—this is what they were hiding.”With a few swift keystrokes, he opened it.A wall of redacted documents filled the screen, some pages bearing the old insignia of the Black Rose syndicate—the very cartel Rafael had dismantled years ago from the inside. But deeper in the folder was a single video file with no timestamp. Just a title:Echo Activation: Site 6Rafael clicked play.The video showed a cold, sterile facility. Dozens of children—some sedated

The cold was nothing compared to the silence that followed.Back in their private compound on the outskirts of Prague, the team dispersed—restless, shaken, and nursing the weight of what they’d seen. But Rafael and Sophia remained in the war room, the encrypted tablet resting between them. Archive Sigma. The file Silas had left behind like a poisoned gift.Sophia hadn’t spoken a word since the vault exploded.Rafael stood a few feet away, arms crossed, watching her from the shadows. She’d changed into a thick sweater and leggings, her hair pulled back, but her eyes hadn’t softened. They were fixed on the screen like it was a ticking bomb.“You don’t have to look at it tonight,” Rafael said quietly.“I have to,” she whispered. “I need to know.”She tapped the screen.The file opened.First came rows of names, charts, family lines, and test subjects—lines connecting syndicate leaders, corrupted officials, and innocent-looking civilians tied to Lazarus. Rafael’s name was among them. So w

The wind howled outside the compound, rattling the windows like a warning, but inside, it was quiet—too quiet.Sophia stood at the center of the war room, her arms crossed over her chest as she stared at the blueprint of the compound, now overlaid with security breach alerts. Rafael stood beside her, stone-faced, while Elena reviewed the system logs with narrowed eyes."Three unauthorized access points in the last twenty-four hours," Elena muttered, tapping the screen. "All at odd hours. Each one a level deeper into the Archive.""Whoever it is," Rafael said darkly, "they’ve been feeding Lazarus information since before we unlocked Sophia’s file."Sophia’s gaze didn’t waver. “And now that they’ve activated the Solstice Protocol, they’ll come harder. Faster. We need to find the mole. Now.”Elena nodded. “I’ve already started vetting the inner circle.”But Sophia shook her head. “It’s not just about background checks. This person knew how to bypass multiple security layers. They know us

The world outside the helicopter was a blur of trees and shadowed ridgelines, the Lazarus facility nestled like a serpent beneath a shroud of mist and jungle. The mission was clear—get in, plant charges, destroy everything. But for Sophia, it was more than a mission. It was closure.Elena adjusted her earpiece as she checked the schematics again. “Thermal scans show heavy guard rotations on the west and south walls. Entry through the north tunnel is our best bet—it’s how they smuggled the prototype out.”Rafael stood across from her, dressed in full tactical gear, his eyes never leaving Sophia. “What’s the exit route?”“We don’t have one,” Elena said grimly. “We blow the place. We make it out if we’re lucky.”Rafael’s gaze shifted to Sophia. “We’ll make it out.”Sophia met his stare. “Not if we hesitate.”He nodded.No hesitation.---Hours Later – Perimeter of the Lazarus FacilityThey moved like shadows.Sophia led the infiltration team—Rafael, Elena, Marcos, and a few handpicked op