The new alliance was barely a month old when the first thread began to unravel.
Rook stood in the converted factory's command center, his eyes fixed on the intelligence reports flooding the monitors, the weight of the new crisis pressing down on him like something that had been waiting for this exact moment. Three operations in three different regions had gone wrong simultaneously—a coordinated strike that could only have been planned by someone with intimate knowledge of their operations.
Irina moved up beside him, her voice tight with tension. "The Eastern European node is compromised. Petrov's network is reporting multiple breaches. And Kruger's people are under attack in the Balkans."
Rook's jaw tightened. "A coordinated assault. Someone's been planning this for a long time."
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