--- Chapter Twenty-One: The First Strike The city was just beginning to wake when Elizabeth Marlowe stood in the war room, the glow of multiple monitors reflecting off her determined eyes. The first wave of coordinated arrests was set to begin at dawn. For weeks, she had painstakingly pieced together the intricate web of Roman Kade’s operation: the safe houses, the shell companies, the bribed officials, the couriers, the terrified victims. Each thread had been analyzed, mapped, and cross-referenced, and now it was time to pull the first few loose ends. “Team Alpha, positions,” Elizabeth ordered, her voice crisp. Her tactical officers acknowledged silently, already clad in black, moving through the shadows with the precision of hunters. Moreno leaned beside her, scanning the live feed fr

