Title: A Snake in the Ranks
"Gerald breaks the assassin’s blade in half, forcing Ghost-Blade to reveal who provided the penthouse blueprints."
"A snake inside your own house sold your life for a fraction of Christ's gold," Ghost-Blade wheezed, his broken frame pinned helplessly against the cold floor of the security hub.
Gerald stood over the shattered assassin, his cybernetic eyes burning with a dark, terrifying crimson light that cut through the dim room.
"Names mean nothing to dead men," Gerald said, his voice ringing with absolute coldness. "Give me the specific security clearance code he used."
Ghost-Blade coughed up dark synthetic fluid, his chest plate rising and falling in ragged, uneven surges as his internal suit diagnostics failed.
"Clearance Alpha-Nine-Nine," Ghost
