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375: The Cost Of Moving
Trieste did not sleep. It only pretended to. The port breathed quietly at night, container lights glowing like distant stars, cranes frozen mid-gesture as if waiting for permission to move again. Achilles studied it from above, not physically, but through layers of feeds, customs schedules, maritime insurance timestamps, and shipping anomalies that told a truer story than any camera ever could. “They shifted earlier than predicted,” Anthony said: “Two hours ahead of their own window.” Achilles absorbed the information without reacting: “Pressure does that. It makes people cut corners.” Margaret traced a finger along the digital overlay: “Three vessels flagged for routine departure. Only one has abnormal ballast changes.” “The Helios Dawn,” Achilles said immediately. George glanced at him: “You didn’t even check the—” “I don’t need to,” Achilles interrupted: “The ot
374: Pressure Without Sound
The first rule Achilles followed was silence.Not the absence of noise, but the absence of intention. Nothing that could be read too early. Nothing that would force the enemy to adapt before he understood the full shape of their network.Rotterdam woke under gray skies and routine schedules. Cargo ships eased into port, cranes moved with mechanical precision, and officials sipped coffee, believing the day would be ordinary. That belief was the first weakness Achilles exploited.From a secure room three levels beneath London, he watched Rotterdam through numbers, not images. Insurance bonds. Shipping guarantees. Environmental waivers. Political favors hidden inside legal language. The real port was not steel and water. It was paper.“They insulated themselves well,” Anthony said, scrolling through layered data: “Shell insurers in Zurich, legal cover routed through Luxembourg, risk offset in Singapore.”Achilles studied the pattern: “Too cl
373: Quiet Rooms
London moved the way it always did; busy enough to hide anything, orderly enough to forget it later.Achilles watched it from the back seat as the car slid through traffic, his attention divided between reflections in the glass and the patterns forming in his head. He wasn’t being followed in the traditional sense. No tails. No sloppy surveillance. That absence itself was information.“They’re watching through systems, not bodies,” he said calmly.Anthony nodded, eyes on a secondary phone feeding live data from nearby CCTV access points: “Traffic cameras looped twice behind us. Private feeds. Not Metropolitan.”“Contractors,” Margaret said: “Or a department that doesn’t exist on paper.”Achilles leaned forward slightly: “Which means they expect me to move loudly.”The car turned into a quiet Westminster street and rolled into an underground access bay beneath a nondescript government building. No signage. No guards in uniform. Only biometric locks and silence.Inside, the air was cool
372: The First Thread
The plane lifted off quietly, slicing through dawn clouds as Colombia fell away beneath them.Achilles didn’t sleep. His interference in Colombia came with numerous strings attached, which hadn't been experienced before. For the first time, his pumpkin’s life was at stake multiple times, and rescuing her was always more like a miracle.They knew he loved her more than life itself. They knew the territory well enough, and kidnapping Gabrielle whenever he charged into battle was common. Little wonder, he decided to keep her closer while defeating his enemies. It was a risky decision but leaving behind wasn't any less risky.The thought of Gabrielle almost dying clouded his mind, and for a moment, he gave it serious thought and was genuinely elated that she hadn't been slaughtered in the process.What would he have done? What would have become of General Achilles Hector if such a tragedy had struck?He sat upright, tablet resting on his knee, eyes moving steadily through the recovered fi
371: Victory In The Depths
The fast boat slammed into the shore hard enough to rattle teeth. Achilles jumped off before it fully stopped. His boots hit wet sand, and he was already moving. Inland, jungle shadows pressed close, thick and uneven. The signal Margaret tracked blinked again, faint but steady.“She’s there,” Margaret said in his ear: “Underground structure. Old mining tunnel or bunker. Power is low. They’re hiding.”Achilles didn’t slow: “They’re tired. That means mistakes.”Rachael and Anthony flanked him with the Faithfuls spread wide. No shouting. No rush. Just fast, quiet steps and clear eyes.The entrance revealed itself as they pushed deeper into the inland area. A rusted metal door half-buried in earth, vines creeping over its edges. Fresh footprints cut through the mud around it.Achilles bent and touched the ground. Still soft. Still warm.“They went in minutes ago,” he said: “They didn’t plan to stay long.”Anthony checked the door: “Locked. Heavy.”Achilles studied the hinges, the frame, a
370: Submarine Showdown
The dock lights dimmed as emergency systems kicked in. Red strips along the walls flickered, throwing broken shadows across the water. The submarine sat low and silent now, engines off, hull still warm. Steam rose where bullets had bitten metal. Achilles wiped blood from his knuckles and looked at the dark water.“Status,” he said.“Perimeter locked,” Brig. Rachael replied: “We’ve sealed the upper exits. No movement topside.”Anthony’s voice came next, steady but tense: “Sub’s crew is still inside. At least six, maybe more. Thermal reads are messy.”General Achilles Hector nodded once: “They’re hiding. Buying time.”He looked down at El Serpiente, unconscious, breathing shallow. Achilles cuffed him and handed him off: “Get him out. Alive.”“And you?” Rachael asked.Achilles didn’t answer right away. He stepped closer to the water’s edge and studied the submarine. He noticed the small things: the way the hatch seals were newer than the rest of the hull, the extra cable runs along the s
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