Chapter 45 - the phantom raid
Paige didn't send a noisy army of street thugs to the downtown high-rise. She dispatched a highly specialized, absolutely silent tactical unit. They moved through the shadows with terrifying, cinematic precision, utilizing advanced thermal cloaking.
Her lead security director breached the designated floor. He moved with the lethal, silent grace of a true phantom, completely bypassing the amateur security guards the oligarch had hired. He kicked open the heavy glass doors.
Five panicked, pale hackers scrambled backward, their expensive monitors completely fried by Paige’s viral code. Sitting at the center of the room was the arrogant tech oligarch, desperately trying to reboot his ruined system.
"You stole our data," the director stated, his voice a low, vibrating rumble of absolute death that echoed through the dark room. "And you threatened our family's legacy."
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"We didn't know it was you!" the mogul stammered, raising his hands in sheer terror as the laser sights of Paige's elite guards painted his chest. "Everyone knows exactly who we are," the director replied coldly, entirely devoid of mercy.
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