Chapter 42 - the black box
Chloe and Julian did not panic, nor did they scream for their heavily armed corporate guards. Inheriting the terrifyingly cold composure of their mother, they immediately pulled encrypted tactical sidearms from a hidden desk compartment, activating the secondary analog security grid.
They moved as a flawless, highly lethal unit, entirely prepared to execute any intruder who dared step into their sanctuary. But the grand hallway remained entirely empty. Instead, a sleek, heavily encrypted drone hovered silently through the open doorway.
It dropped a heavy, scorched aviation flight recorder—a black box—onto the pristine marble floor before instantly self-destructing into a pile of smoking ash. Julian approached cautiously, utilizing a specialized thermal scanner to ensure no explosives were present.
He cracked open the damaged casing, pulling out a single piece of thick, waterproof parchment. It contained an incredibly precise, horrifyingly detailed map of their highly classified next-generation hypersonic jets, accompanied by a single, chilling sentence.
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The message demanded they surrender the entire automated fleet to the Icarus Coalition immediately, or watch their legacy fall from the sky. The enemy wasn't a street thug; they were a global shadow government ready for war.
👉 read part 43 to witness the shadow offensive against the heirs.
