The monitor screen in front of me pulsed softly, displaying a sharp downward trend on the data flow chart. Red dominated the display, indicating that Lux-Capital in Luxembourg was undergoing systematic demolition. Next to me, Madame North stood like an ice sculpture, her sharp eyes glued to the satellite map tracking our field team's movements.
"Fourteen minutes until their central server burns out completely," Madame North’s voice cut through the silence. "Bravo Team has secured the back exit. Everything is running according to plan, Cassian."
I gave a small nod, my hand resting on the cold metal edge of the control console. "How many physical assets can we secure before Coven catches on?"
"Financially? Ninety percent. Informationally? That’s where we run into trouble." Elara pointed t
