Jakarta outskirts. Thursday, April 15, 2320. 4:10 PM, Local TimeNoya: “And the rest?”
Alexei over comms: “They tell me we’ve got them, ma’am. The councilmembers, along with the President, have all been terminated. The building has been secured. We’re reporting mission success on all accounts, ma’am.”
Filip flinches at the news.
Noya raises her chin, looking proudly at everyone around her as she walks to the middle of the room. Confused, Filip quietly follows her.
She opens her arms wide open, turning to see everyone around her.
“To all the men and women that worked so hard to accomplish this… I applaud you! For years we’ve planned this… Years we’ve spent infiltrating, gaining trust, debating… And after years of living in fear of discovery… we’ve finally arrived here, living the very m
