The flight to Istanbul proceeded without incident, but the mood among the team was tense. The only sounds were the hum of the engines and occasional turbulence as each member of the group prepared in his own way. For James, this mission was more than just the next step it was the final leg of an odyssey of betrayal, loss and an unflinching quest for justice.
From the opposite end of the cabin, Sarah was cleaning her rifle, her movements deliberate and methodical. She had a placid expression, but James knew her well enough to feel the storm writhe underneath. Next to her, Hassan sat wearing headphones and poring over blueprints of the syndicate's hub in Istanbul. At a fold-out table, Lina was typing frantically on her laptop, working on cracking the last barriers of Erebus's encryption.
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