Chapter 32 - the black envelope
Paige did not panic, nor did she scream for her heavily armed corporate guards. Inheriting the terrifyingly cold, calculating composure she had forged through years of survival, she immediately pulled an encrypted tactical sidearm from her mahogany desk.
Marcus moved right beside her, instantly activating the secondary analog security grid. They moved as a flawless, highly lethal unit, entirely prepared to execute any intruder who dared threaten their peace. But the grand hallway remained entirely empty.
Instead, a sleek, heavily encrypted drone hovered silently through the open doorway. It dropped a heavy, wax-sealed black envelope onto the pristine marble floor before instantly self-destructing into a pile of smoking ash.
Marcus approached cautiously, utilizing a specialized thermal scanner to ensure no explosives were present. He broke the ancient wax seal, pulling out a single piece of thick parchment.
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It contained an incredibly precise, horrifyingly detailed map of their highly classified overseas shipping routes, accompanied by a single, chilling sentence. The message demanded they surrender their automated fleet to the Cipher Syndicate immediately, or watch their legacy burn to the ground.
👉 read part 33 to witness the shadow offensive against the empire.
