They dragged me into the villa, the blindfold over my eyes cutting out any chance of seeing where we were going. I didn’t need to see them. My senses filled in the gaps. Every step we took, I could feel the layout shifting beneath my feet. The air would cool suddenly, then warm again—ventilation systems, different zones of the house. And the elevators… they were the tell. Every time we entered one, there was that faint drop in my gut, the barely audible hum of machinery. This place wasn’t just a villa; it was a fortress. A maze.
But I knew who I was here for. Eagle. The man whose name was whispered like a curse in the circles I ran in. Eagle wasn’t just a person you tracked down; he was a ghost in a world of flesh and bone. You didn’t find him unless he wanted to be found. And if he wante
