Three months of financial chaos, cold betrayal, and clandestine underwater warfare had passed since I left Vilnius. I had secured the Backup Key from Arthur deep within Valerian’s underground (following a fierce shootout that nearly cost Agent D his life), and we’d launched a devastating counterstrike against the Northern Faction in the North Sea. Now, as dawn broke over New York, the global chaos subsided, leaving a trail of destruction across the markets and a brittle Syndicate structure in its wake.
I was no longer a ghost. I was the new Mr. North, purged of Elara’s shadow and the Northern threat. But I still had to face the most difficult challenge: Lianna.
I ordered Ben to secure all remaining Syndicate assets, secretly integrating them into Valerian’s infrastructure to lay the foun
