Monaco sprawled below them like a jeweled chessboard, luxury and power distilled into a pristine coastal playground for the financial elite. As their helicopter approached the private Rodriguez landing pad, Alex felt his implant responding to familiar territory—data pathways activating with proximity to Rodriguez systems.
"They'll be monitoring all approaches," Sonia observed, her analytical framework calculating probabilities with enhanced precision. "Your father will know we're coming."
"Let him," Alex replied, strategic certainty guiding his decision. "We need access to the central Rodriguez servers to implement Geneva's countermeasure. Sometimes the only way through a trap is to trigger it deliberately."
The pilot—one of Geneva's operatives—glanced back with professional concern.
