Ares

The warehouse loomed in the distance, dark and silent under the pale moonlight. My pulse thrummed in my ears, every sense on high alert. This wasn’t just another skirmish—it was the moment I had feared for months.

Leon’s voice came through my earpiece, crisp and calm. “Sir, perimeter sensors detect multiple operatives moving inside. No sign of Evelyn or Camilla yet, but they’re likely coordinating from a safe location.”

I clenched my fists. “Then we go in quiet, ...