Chapter 15 - THE SAFE HOUSE
The safe house was a nondescript apartment in a high-rise, filled with enough equipment to launch a small war.
The Officer led the General inside, checking the perimeter, her gun drawn, her eyes sweeping the room for threats.
"All clear," she reported, holstering her weapon, her breathing steady, her focus shifting to the computers on the desk.
"Access the secure line," the General said, taking his seat, his fingers dancing across the screen with purpose.
They had to know who had ordered the hit, and they had to know it before the next wave arrived.
"I’m in," the Officer said, hacking into the communications relay they had intercepted during the courthouse ambush incident.
The data streamed onto the screen, a cascade of numbers, names, and encrypted locations that filled the room.
"It's a shadow cabinet," the Officer whispered, seeing the names of senators, CEOs, and defense contractors linked together.
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"They're laundering money through the defense budget," the General analyzed, his face hardening with a silent, simmering fury.
"We have to stop this," the Officer said, her resolve hardening into a weapon she would use against them.
