(Author’s POV)
A freezing wind howled through the deserted industrial zone where Vault 7-Z was buried beneath layers of forgotten banking and blood money. The air was dead. Cold. Perfect for a trap.
Decoy Team Alpha, composed of elite second-tier operatives, moved with precision, each clad in replicas of Selene and Adrian’s tactical gear, mimicking their gait, posture, and even comms cadence.
The entrance was accessed through a rusted tunnel embedded in the side of an old drainage facility. They breached it with ease. Too much ease.
Inside, the walls were lined with decayed concrete, flickering lights, and damp air. The silence was heavy, not just empty… watched.
Whereas, Rael stood in the center of the high-tech surveillance command chamber. Cameras lit the multiple feeds, thermal, i
