MI6
*Karolina* We are sitting in a stark, minimalist conference room, the smell of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the tension in the air. The walls are lined with screens displaying maps and surveillance feeds, a constant reminder of the world outside this fortress of secrets. Sebastian stands at the head of the table, his posture tense, hands clenched as he tries to convey the urgency of our situation to the MI6 director and his second-in-command, a woman with piercing blue eyes and an expression that could cut glass. “Ryan had discovered disturbing intel about Romanov, that is why we went off the grid,” Sebastian explains, his voice steady despite the chaos swirling around us. I can see the determination in his eyes, the fierce loyalty he feels toward Ryan. “We knew we needed proof be
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