Chapter 20 - THE PHANTOM FREIGHTER
The converted cargo freighter, The Iron Maiden, loomed out of the Atlantic fog like a massive steel monolith.
Its deck lights flickered lazily, casting eerie yellow beams across the dark, swelling swells of the open ocean.
Marcus's tactical transport drifted alongside the hull without making a single sound against the steel plating.
Elena caught a magnetic grappling line, hurling it upward with effortless strength until it locked securely onto the upper railing.
She scaled the vertical wall like a phantom, disappearing over the edge into the deep shadows of the cargo deck.
Marcus followed right behind her, his age and size doing nothing to diminish his frightening physical agility.
They moved through the corridors with ruthless synchronization, neutralizing the ship's roving patrol guards before alarms could sound.
The air inside the freighter smelled heavily of diesel exhaust, salt, and stale cigarette smoke.
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They reached the main communications and command bridge, where three Odessa operatives sat staring at radar monitors.
Elena kicked the steel door open with a deafening crash that reverberated through the entire superstructure.
