Chapter 32 - the digital hostage
Maya and Luca were standing in the top-floor executive penthouse when impenetrable darkness completely swallowed the skyscraper. The backup generators failed to engage, indicating a highly coordinated, malicious external override.
The heavy titanium doors of the executive suite automatically slammed shut, locking the partners inside. The massive digital monitors on the walls flickered to life, bathing the room in a harsh, terrifying crimson glow.
Silas appeared on the screens, a toxic, arrogant smirk plastered across his pale face. "Good evening, Ms. Director," the oligarch mocked smoothly. "I have taken full control of this building's automated ventilation and security grids."
"Transfer the full proprietary rights of the smart-city project to my holding company within sixty minutes," Silas demanded coldly, "or the oxygen scrubbers on your floor will be permanently disabled."
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Maya didn't panic or scream. Inheriting her mentor's terrifyingly cold composure, she stood perfectly still. The queen of the foundation never negotiated with terrorists. She simply prepared to utterly destroy them.
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