Chapter 12 - THE SHADOW CABINET
The city loomed ahead, a sprawl of glass and steel that held the secrets of the entire Western world.
In a penthouse overlooking the capital, three men sat in leather chairs, their faces hidden in the dim, amber light.
"The lawyer failed," one man said, his voice smooth, cultured, and utterly lacking in any kind of human emotion.
"She wasn't supposed to succeed; she was supposed to draw the officer into the light," the second man noted.
"And it worked," the third man concluded, tapping a cigarette against a crystal ashtray with a sharp, rhythmic sound.
"We have her location, her team, and the proof that she is still active," the first man said with cold excitement.
They were looking at a satellite feed, a grainy, high-definition image of the armored car cruising toward the city.
The Officer was in their crosshairs, even if she didn't know it, and the stakes were higher than ever.
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They had been planning this for years, building an empire that the Officer threatened to bring crashing down.
"Terminate the protocol," the first man ordered, his voice the final word in a sentence of certain, absolute death.
