Vladimir Pov

The data flicker was so subtle, only Alexander’s specialized decryption suite could have caught it. A single, rapid burst of encrypted numbers delivered via a high-security communication line from an undisclosed medical monitoring device. The code was silent, the message absolute.

I stood before the screen in the temporary command center, a hastily secured warehouse near the Thessaloniki docks. The chaos around me, the shouted Greek and Italian commands, the whir of drone ...