Chapter 35 - the phantom raid
The security chief didn't send a noisy army of street thugs to the downtown high-rise. He dispatched a highly specialized, absolutely silent tactical unit. They moved through the shadows with terrifying, cinematic precision, utilizing advanced thermal cloaking.
He breached the designated floor himself. He moved with the lethal, silent grace of a true phantom, bypassing the amateur security guards Julian had hired. He forcefully kicked open the heavy glass doors of the server room.
Five panicked, pale hackers scrambled backward, their expensive monitors completely fried by Lena’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 chief stated, his voice a low, vibrating rumble of absolute death that echoed through the dark room. "And you threatened my family."
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"We didn't know it was you!" Julian stammered, raising his hands in sheer, humiliating terror as the laser sights of the elite guards painted his chest. "Everyone knows who we are," the chief replied coldly, entirely devoid of mercy.
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