"Bara," Baskoro's voice weakened, almost like a desperate whisper. "You heard it yourself, right? Twenty-four hours. If that cargo isn't found, Marten will activate the cleansing protocol. Me, you, and everyone in this mansion—all our lives will be at risk."Arga stepped closer, wearing an expression of determined resolve that was utterly convincing. "Sir, we don't have time to lament. If Marten is the sun, then we must move in the shadows. Give me access to the backup route database. There's no way Hendri could have taken that cargo far without significant logistical support."Baskoro looked up, his red-rimmed eyes staring at Arga. "You're right. He must have a hiding place. But there's something you don't know, Bara." Baskoro took a heavy breath. "Cargo A-09 wasn't just a hundred billion in money. Inside it was the core component of Project Icarus. If that component falls into the hands of Red Viper or the government, Marten won't just kill us. He'll make sure we suffer forever."[S

Total darkness swallowed the pier in an instant. Without light, Marten’s tactical team saw their coordination falter, but Arga knew better—they would certainly be equipped with night vision.He immediately activated the thermal overlay on his contact lenses, highlighting friends from foes in the pitch-black night."Rio, launch a reverse frequency jammer! Scramble their comms!" Arga barked, supporting Wijaya, who was limping from the previous impact.BANG! BANG!Blind fire from the tactical unit splintered the wooden crates beside them. Arga returned fire with three precise shots from his Glock-19. He deliberately aimed for a small nitrogen tank near the enemy, triggering an explosion to halt their advance."Get to the boat, Sir!" Arga shoved Wijaya onto the deck of the patrol boat, which was tossing violently against the waves.Arga dove behind the helm and reached beneath the dashboard. His fingers brushed against cold metal—the spare key. Without hesitation, he turned it, and the di