The submarine *Northwind* sped back to the surface, leaving behind the ruins of the North fortress—now economic ruins. After activating the North Clan asset destruction protocol, the cold adrenaline of the underwater battle was replaced by a deadly urgency: Elara.
"She's moving fast, D. She knows we're coming for her," I said, watching the navigation monitor. It showed the fastest route to Portugal, the last escape location we had tracked for Elara.
Agent D, still limping, was busy securing the data we stole from the North fortress. "She's not running to Portugal, Cassian. She's smarter than that. She's using it as bait, knowing we'll assume she's chasing the escaping Coven funds."
"Then where?"
"I intercepted faint communications from one of the small subs surrounding us earlier. They
