“Adrian… this isn’t you!”
Her voice cut through the roar of fire alarms and the snap of steel doors locking down. Luna’s words, laced with desperation and disbelief, ricocheted through the smoke-filled hallway, but I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Not yet. Not while the compound itself screamed chaos, the Syndicate scrambling, their faces twisted in fear and fury as they realized what had infiltrated their stronghold.
I moved like a ghost, a force of nature, through the corridors, visor down, every strike precise and final. Each operative I encountered fell quickly, decisively....not a hint of hesitation. Not because I enjoyed it. Because hesitation was the luxury I no longer afforded. Every second counted. Luna’s safety. Zee’s intel. The life of my friends. And yes… the Christmas snow outsi
