Chapter 45 – Into the Lion’s Den
The private jet cut through the night like a blade, gliding toward hostile airspace. The Syndicate’s last known stronghold was located deep in the Mediterranean — a private island, off-grid, untraceable, and heavily guarded.
Adrian sat silently at the head of the aircraft cabin, staring at a digital 3D projection of the island fortress. Every entry point, every surveillance camera, every guard rotation was mapped out in red lines and flashing dots.
Sophie sat beside him, her eyes scanning the same map. She had trained her mind to remain calm in chaos, but the growing tension inside her chest was undeniable.
“Lucien controls everything from the command center beneath the villa,” Adrian said. “It’s surrounded by reinforced walls and an AI-locked biometric
