Three months of financial chaos, cold betrayals, and secret wars beneath the ocean had passed since I left Vilnius. I had secured the Reserve Key from Arthur in the Valerian underground (after a fierce shootout that nearly cost Agent D his life), and we had launched a devastating counteroffensive against the Northern Faction in the North Sea. Now, as dawn broke over New York, the global turmoil was subsiding, leaving behind the wreckage of shattered markets and a fragile Syndicate structure.
I was no longer a ghost. I was the new Lord North, purged of Elara's shadow and the Northern threat. But I still had to face the hardest part: Lianna.
I instructed Ben to secure all remaining Syndicate assets, secretly integrating them into the Valerian structure, laying the foundation for a new, hid
