Michael Bennett stood amid the ruins of his father's old factory, the echo of the explosion still ringing in his ears, his heart torn by Professor Thompson's sacrifice. The political world was in turmoil, and he, the wounded hero, now held the key to the truth. But as he stepped away from the ashes, his phone rang. The voice on the other end made his blood freeze.
It was William Davies—the man who should have been silenced in the bunker blast—issuing a warning:
"Long time no see, Michael. The game has only just begun."
This was more than a threat; it was a high-level political maneuver, a behind-the-scenes lobbying effort more devious than he had imagined. The Syndicate wasn’t dead.
They had simply gone deeper underground, preparing to manipulate policymakers and win support, turning
