At Michael’s emergency headquarters, after confirmation that William Davies was still alive and The Syndicate was on a rampage, an encrypted message appeared from an unexpected source: “Trust no one, Michael. This game is far bigger than you think. I know where The Syndicate’s ‘key’ is.” Finn’s tracking led to an old warehouse on the city outskirts. This wasn’t merely a trap—it was an invitation to form an unexpected coalition. When Michael arrived, the warehouse door was slightly ajar, and inside, dim light revealed the silhouette of a woman. As she turned around, Michael’s heart pounded. That face… Rachel Vaughn.
The cold night air bit at them as Michael, accompanied by Ashley and Finn, reached the abandoned warehouse. The broken streetlights added to the eerie atmosphere. The smell of
