Detective Steve nodded, already dialing the military satellite phone he was carrying."I'll have confirmation within ten minutes, General Carl Gerald.” His voice was laced with a mixture of authority and determination as he spoke and stared at General Carl Gerald almost immediately.General Carl Gerald turned to address the entire group, his voice carrying to every wounded, exhausted survivor.“Before we go any further, before we start planning the specific tactical details, I need to say something to all of you. Every single person here had the option to walk away when that missile hit.”“You could have called for medical evacuation, you could have requested reassignment, you could have decided that this mission was too compromised, too dangerous, too personal to continue with.""But you didn't. You stayed. You're still here, still ready to fight, still willing to follow me into what might be the most dangerous operation any of us have ever attempted. That kind of loyalty, that kind

Captain Luke immediately stared at General Carl Gerald and Detective Steve who immediately said, "He's not going to be easy to manipulate. From what we know about his operations, he's paranoid, experienced, and has survived this long by being extremely careful."Captain Luke nodded immediately as if he completely agreed with them."You're absolutely right, Detective Steve. Lord Denver is the x-factor here. But paranoia can be a weakness if you know how to exploit it.”“We feed his paranoia. We make him question his own security measures, his own people, his own assumptions. We plant just enough evidence of potential betrayal within his organization to make him second-guess everything."He immediately said and leaned forward, his voice dropping to a more intense register."Think about it—he just successfully ambushed us, captured a high-value target, and demonstrated significant intelligence capability.”“He should be feeling confident right now. Instead, we make him feel vulnerable. W

Detective Steve nodded firmly. "Colonel Max confirmed twenty minutes ago that they're en route. Full tactical response team, intelligence support, and medical personnel.”“ETA is approximately forty-five minutes from now." His voice was laced with a mixture of authority and determination as he spoke."Good," General Carl Gerald said with satisfaction. He then turned his attention to Mrs. Juliet Marcus. "Meanwhile, Mrs. Juliet Marcus, what do you have to say to Zaia Scott about her friend Jasmine? You've been conducting the preliminary investigation into Jasmine's activities. What have you discovered?"Mrs. Juliet Marcus took a deep breath, clearly choosing her words carefully. She stepped closer to Zaia Scott, her demeanor professional but not unkind."Zaia Scott, I want you to understand something very important before I tell you what we've learned. General Carl Gerald is a man of extraordinary integrity and commitment to justice.”“In all my years working with the Elite Divisions M

Colonel Max immediately coughed out blood from his mouth, he was just crawling out of a heavily bombarded All Terrain Vehicle. He and fifty three of the Elite Divisions Military units secret that were enroute to the location of General Carl Gerald to assist him in the rescue operations of his sister Sara Gerald had just been ambushed by some unknown attackers, the attack was very heavy and unexpected, and somehow only Colonel Max had survived. The rest of the Elite Divisions Military units secret service agency Calvary team enroute were all dead.Colonel Max immediately stared around where he was at the moment and he was shocked, he tried to remember exactly what happened, but all he couldn't clearly remember anything at the moment, all he could recall was seeing a masked man step in front of their All Terrain Vehicle with a rocket propeller grenade launcher (RPG) and blasted at them.Back at the place where General Carl Gerald and the rest of his team were, General Carl Gerald imme

“I'm still here General Carl Gerald, please continue…” His voice was a bit above whispers as he spoke and winced out in pain slowly."They conspired to adopt my sister, who was still suffering from a bullet wound from an unidentified shooter," General Carl Gerald immediately continued, rage building in his voice.“They exploited her vulnerability, manipulated her trust, and used her trauma as a weapon against her. They thought they could hide behind layers of deception and criminal organization. They were wrong.""When I'm done with them," General Carl Gerald's voice was a promise of retribution, "there won't be enough left of their organizations to fill a body bag. Every asset they have will be seized. Every operative they employ will be arrested or eliminated.”“Every safe house, every front company, every corrupt official they've bought—all of it will come crashing down around them.""I will make sure they understand, in their final moments, that they made a catastrophic error.”“T