The phone screen in my hand flashed bright red, displaying a new emergency warning that made my blood run cold.[System Alert: Global Council Red Notice Activated.][Target: Host and All Associated Members.][Incoming Force: Three international strike divisions moving toward Lagos.]Grandfather Victor was gone, locked away inside the mechanical heart of the vault, but he had left behind a final parting gift. Before his defeat, his system terminal had sent an automated signal to the supreme leaders of the syndicate across the world. The True Ancestors were not just a local group in Lagos. They controlled financial hubs in London, New York, and Tokyo. And now, all of their resources were turning toward our city."Tunde," Ms. Alabi said, her voice cutting through my thoughts as she stared at her laptop screen. "The data packets I downloaded from the Apex building just triggered a massive alarm on the international banking network. The global council is freezing every corporate asset we co

The red alarm lights spun in a circle, painting the underground lab in angry flashes of red. The glass tubes around us cracked wide open, and the shadowy creatures stepped forward. They were not human. Their bodies were made of dense black smoke, and their eyes burned like hot coals."Kill them all," the clone ordered, pointing his hand right at my face.Before the shadowy monsters could jump across the room, Ms. Alabi stepped forward. She did not look scared at all. Instead, her face turned cold and sharp, showing the ruthless personality that made her one of the most powerful business leaders in Lagos. She pulled a small silver remote from her pocket and pressed a bright red button."You think you are the only one who prepared a trap, little copycat?" Ms. Alabi asked, her voice carrying clearly over the blaring al

The sound of shattering glass filled the grand hall as dozens of armed mercenaries dropped from the upper balconies. Their black uniforms and red-painted badges gleamed under the bright chandeliers. They raised their assault rifles, pointing every barrel directly at Ms. Alabi and me.Ronke stumbled backward down the marble stairs, dropping the glowing golden box as pure panic took over her face. She looked at the armed men, then at the box pulsing with a dangerous red light on the floor."Wait!" Ronke cried out, holding her hands up toward the mercenaries. "I am your commander! The Black Sun leadership promised me control of this branch!"The lead mercenary, a tall man with a jagged scar across his cheek, did not even look at her. He laughed coldly, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "You were never our leader,