THE SYNDICATE'S AMBUSH
Lysander and his men were in high spirits. They had successfully defended the safe house from the Syndicate’s attack, and morale was higher than it had been in weeks. However, Lysander knew that they couldn’t afford to let their guard down. The Syndicate was relentless, and this victory would only make them more determined.
As the men regrouped and tended to their injuries, Lysander called a meeting. They needed to plan their next move. The Syndicate wouldn’t wait long before striking again, and they needed to stay one step ahead.
“We need to hit them where it hurts,” Lysander said, his voice firm. “We can’t keep playing defense. It’s time to take the fight to them.”
Kim nodded in agreement. “We’ve gathered enough intelligence to know their weak points. A coordi
