I accessed the Grand Madam's hard drive at a secure facility in New York as a somber morning enveloped the city. I had ordered Breyer to trigger a massive market attack in Hong Kong to cripple the North Faction's core assets, buying us necessary time.
"Market attack status report, Breyer," I said flatly into the comms.
"Their property values have plummeted drastically, Cassian. They're panicking, pulling their field agents from Vilnius. But we lost three teams there. They're well-trained."
"A small defeat for a major victory," I muttered. I focused on the Ashworth digital archive. The *PROJECT LIONDOR* folder opened, displaying Lianna's father's notes.
"Cassian, Agent D just reported the results of the investigation in Vilnius," Ben's voice came in. "Arthur Ashworth didn't kill your fa
