(Author’s POV)
The war room was packed, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken fear and shifting loyalty. Around the polished black table sat six of Selene’s remaining high-level operatives and alliance representatives, all eyes fixed on the woman at the head of the table.
Selene Zhao stood tall, dressed in a sharp black suit, her hair tightly tied back, her aura commanding, a woman who had lost blood, loyalty, and control… and still looked like the most dangerous person in the room.
A map blinked on the giant screen behind her, a major supply route across the Mekong corridor. The consignment listed were weapons, rare tech components, encrypted military software, enough to interest any syndicate or deep player in the game.
Selene’s voice sliced through the room.
“This shipment will mo
