The alarm continued to echo through the underground vault.
Security breach.
Perimeter compromised.
The mechanical voice repeated every few seconds, its cold tone filling every corner of the chamber.
No one moved.
Not because they didn't know what to do.
Because of the name they had just heard.
The Phoenix Circle.
Mr. Tran was the first to recover.
His face had lost all color.
"They disappeared twenty years ago."
Khang's eyes remained fixed on the entrance.
"No."
"They disappeared from public view."
A guard hurried down the stone staircase.
His breathing was uneven.
"Sir, twelve vehicles confirmed."
"Armed?"
"Yes."
"Military-grade equipment."
Another guard spoke through the radio.
"Thermal imaging shows approximately forty personnel surrounding the estate."
Forty.
Lin
