Chapter 14 - the phantom raid
Liliana didn't send a noisy, chaotic army of street thugs to the downtown financial district. She dispatched a highly specialized, absolutely silent tactical unit. Clad in advanced, military-grade thermal-cloaking gear, the elite strike team moved through the freezing midnight shadows with terrifying, cinematic precision.
Liliana personally led the dangerous operation, refusing to hide behind her immense wealth while a monster threatened her hard-earned legacy. They breached the designated twelfth floor of the abandoned high-rise without making a single, echoing sound.
Using heavy, concentrated plasma cutters, they silently melted the reinforced steel doors right off their hinges. The architects' hired perimeter guards were completely neutralized with surgical, non-lethal precision before a single radio alarm could be triggered.
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Liliana walked slowly down the dark, sterile concrete hallway, her tactical boots clicking sharply against the cracked floor. She approached the main server room, where the arrogant leader of the syndicate was frantically trying to reboot his fried, smoking system. He was completely unaware that his ultimate extortion plot had failed, and his doom was standing right outside his door.
👉 read part 15 to witness the ultimate confrontation.
