The gunshot still echoed in her ears, reverberating through the hollow corridors. Ayla stood motionless, the weight of the moment sinking in as she stared at the lifeless body before her. His blood pooled around him, staining the cold concrete floor. She had killed him. And it had been necessary. She had to survive.But the truth of his words lingered in her mind like a poison, eating away at her resolve. You’ve been a pawn. The man’s voice played over and over in her mind, each repetition making her question everything. The rebellion she had fought for, the people she had trusted, her very purpose it was all starting to feel like a carefully constructed lie.Her hands trembled as she wiped the sweat from her brow. She couldn’t stay here. She had to move. There was no time to wallow in uncertainty. The soldiers would be here soon, and she needed to get out. But where? Who could she trust now?Her eyes darted to the door. She couldn’t stay in this building, surrounded by the memories o

Ayla’s eyes fluttered open. Her head throbbed, and her vision was blurry. The acrid smell of smoke filled the air, and the taste of blood lingered on her tongue. She could feel the warmth of it trickling down from a gash on her forehead. For a moment, she couldn’t remember where she was. The sound of distant alarms and crackling flames slowly brought her back to reality. She was in the control room half of it was reduced to rubble. Zara was nowhere to be seen. Panic surged through her as she scrambled to her feet, her body protesting the sudden movement. She staggered, her vision swimming, but she managed to keep her balance. The floor beneath her was littered with debris, and the flashing red lights cast an eerie glow across the room."Zara!" Ayla shouted, her voice hoarse. She moved cautiously through the wreckage, her senses on high alert. No answer. She called again, this time with more urgency, but still nothing. Ayla’s heart pounded in her chest as she slowly moved deeper into

The ground beneath Ayla’s feet shook violently, as if the entire building were coming apart at the seams. The explosion had been so powerful that the walls groaned in protest, cracks spreading across the floor like veins in a dying creature. Her ears rang with the sound of the blast, and she barely had time to react before the floor beneath her buckled. “Move!” Ayla shouted, grabbing Zara’s arm and pulling her toward the nearest exit. The soldiers were disoriented by the explosion, but their confusion wouldn’t last long. They were trained for situations like this they wouldn’t stay down for long.Zara’s face was pale, her eyes wide with shock, but she didn’t hesitate. The two women sprinted toward the door, dodging debris as the building continued to collapse around them. Their footsteps echoed in the chaos, a staccato rhythm that matched their racing hearts. “Zara, what the hell did you do?” Ayla hissed, glancing over her shoulder at the crumbling walls. Zara didn’t answer immediatel

Ayla’s heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline surging through her veins. The sudden realization hit her hard Carter had set the perfect trap, and they had walked right into it. The sound of footsteps echoed through the cave, a deafening reminder of the forces surrounding them. Carter’s smirk only deepened as he surveyed the two women, his eyes cold and calculating. “Did you really think you could outrun me forever? That you could escape the web you’ve tangled yourself in?” Zara, standing beside Ayla, was visibly shaken. Her hands trembled as she gripped her weapon, but her determination was unwavering. “We won’t go down without a fight,” she muttered, her voice steady despite the fear in her eyes.Ayla turned to Zara, nodding once. They had no choice. They had to fight. There was no other option. The cave seemed to close in around them, the darkness pressing in on all sides. The light from their flashlights flickered across the walls as they moved to the farthest corner, their backs p

Ayla’s pulse quickened as she followed the mysterious man, Zara right behind her, each step a silent countdown. The atmosphere felt heavier with every moment they spent walking deeper into the shadows, the only sound the crunch of gravel beneath their boots. It was a stark contrast to the chaos they had just left behind. Everything had changed in the blink of an eye. Carter was dead, and now this stranger was leading them into what could very well be a trap.She didn’t trust him. Not yet. But she couldn’t deny the nagging feeling in her gut that told her this was the only lead they had. If they wanted answers, they had no choice but to follow. "Where are we going?" Zara’s voice broke the silence, sharp with skepticism. The man glanced over his shoulder, his expression unreadable. “You’ll see soon enough. If you want to stop now, I can leave you here to deal with the aftermath on your own. But you won’t get any closer to finding the ones behind this.” His words were calm, but there was