As James and his team crept up to the Broker's lair a cavernous body in the making, hidden in a beautiful but deadly estate high in the snow-riddled mountains of Eastern Europe the air was bitterly cold. In the distance the building appeared, casting a shadow over the frozen ground. With every advance, they bore the burden of all they had faced, the betrayals, the lives lost, the unyielding battle to disband the syndicate.
Her heart raced in her chest and Lina fidgeted with the earpiece in her ear, her tone even and measured in spite of it. "We have a narrow window. Few appear to have left the estate in a month, according to satellite surveillance, but their internal defenses tell a different tale. We're going to have to be fast and accurate."
James nodded and pulled his scarf tighter ag
