Chapter Eleven: Enemy of the State
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The steel doors groaned open.
Hundreds of soldiers poured into the vault in perfect formation, their boots echoing across the concrete floor.
Red laser sights swept through the smoke.
Every rifle...
Every sniper...
Every pair of eyes...
Locked onto Lena.
She looked from one face to another, unable to understand.
Victor Kane had escaped.
Yet they weren't chasing him.
A commanding voice thundered through the vault.
"DROP YOUR WEAPONS!"
The soldiers parted.
A woman in a dark military uniform stepped forward.
Silver stars gleamed on her shoulders.
Her expression was cold and unreadable.
"My name is General Amelia Ward."
She raised a folder.
"Lena Carter..."
"...you are under arrest for terrorism, conspiracy against the state, and the murder of Senator Richard Hale."
Lena's knees nearly gave way.
"What?"
"I didn't kill anyone!"
General Ward didn't react.
"The evidence says otherwise."
A giant screen flickered to life.
Security footage played.
Lena watched in horror.
There she was...
Standing over the senator.
A pistol in her hand.
The senator collapsed.
Blood spread across the marble floor.
She fired.
Again.
And again.
The room went silent.
Lena staggered backward.
"No..."
"I've never seen this."
Marcus stared at the footage.
"It's fake."
General Ward shook her head.
"It has been verified by three independent forensic teams."
Marcus clenched his fists.
"Then someone manipulated them."
Only one man had the resources to do that.
Victor.
Behind Lena, Ethan coughed.
Blood stained his lips.
He wasn't dead.
His eyes slowly opened.
"Ethan!"
Lena rushed to him.
He forced a faint smile.
"Told you..."
"...I wasn't leaving that easily."
Marcus tore open Ethan's tactical vest.
The bullet had flattened against a hidden ceramic armor plate.
The impact had cracked several ribs, but it hadn't pierced his heart.
"You lucky i***t," Marcus muttered.
Ethan managed a weak laugh.
"I've been called worse."
Lena threw her arms around him.
For a brief moment...
The chaos disappeared.
Neither of them spoke.
They simply held each other.
General Ward lowered her pistol slightly.
"Enough."
"If you surrender peacefully..."
"...I promise you a fair trial."
Marcus laughed bitterly.
"You actually believe she's guilty?"
Ward's eyes narrowed.
"I believe the evidence."
Ethan slowly stood despite the pain.
"What if I can prove the evidence was fabricated?"
Ward looked at him.
"You have one minute."
Ethan reached into his pocket.
The flash drive.
Gabriel's final gift.
"It contains the Black Serpents' network."
He held it up.
"If you arrest Lena now..."
"...Victor wins."
The general hesitated.
For the first time...
Doubt crossed her face.
Then—
A deafening explosion rocked the chamber.
The lights flickered.
Dust rained from the ceiling.
The reactor countdown dropped to:
09:42
A mechanical voice echoed once more.
"Critical core instability."
"Evacuate immediately."
The entire facility shook.
Cracks spread across the walls.
Water began pouring in from the underground sea.
Marcus looked toward the reactor room.
"We're out of time."
General Ward turned to her soldiers.
"Half the unit, secure the civilians."
"The rest, find Victor Kane."
A young lieutenant ran toward her.
"Ma'am!"
Ward turned.
The lieutenant's face had gone pale.
"The surveillance cameras..."
"What about them?"
"They just came back online."
He swallowed.
"You need to see this."
He turned a monitor toward her.
The screen showed Victor Kane.
Standing inside the reactor chamber.
His hand rested on a final control switch.
He looked directly into the camera.
Then he smiled.
"My dear sister..."
"My dear daughter..."
"And Ethan..."
"You've spent all night trying to stop me."
He looked at his watch.
"You've failed."
He flipped the switch.
Every alarm in the vault changed pitch.
The countdown disappeared.
In its place appeared two terrifying words.
MANUAL DETONATION
05:00
Victor looked into the camera one last time.
"If you want to save the city..."
"...come and find me."
The screen went black.
The room fell into stunned silence.
Ethan loaded a fresh magazine into his pistol.
He looked at Lena.
"This ends now."
Lena nodded, tears drying on her face.
"No more running."
Together, they sprinted toward the reactor corridor...
Unaware that high above the city, a black helicopter had already taken off.
Inside sat Victor Kane.
Smiling.
Because the man in the reactor chamber...
Wasn't Victor at all.
It was someone wearing Victor's face.
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