The safe house was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the generator and the crackling of the fire. Stone sat at the table, his eyes fixed on the list spread out before him. Twenty-three names. Twenty-three loyalists scattered across the globe, each one waiting for the signal to act.
Elena moved to his side, her face pale. "I've been cross-referencing the names with known intelligence databases. Most of them are high-level operatives. Military, intelligence, government. They're embedded in positions of power."
Stone felt the weight of her words. "They're everywhere."
Wrench moved to the table, his face grim. "We need to move quickly. If they find out we have the list, they'll go underground."
Stone nodded slowly. "We hit them one by one. We take out their leadership, destroy their su
