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Chapter 179: The Analog Ghost
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TOKYO, JAPAN - 11:05 PM LOCAL TIME

The darkness inside the penthouse was absolute, a suffocating void that swallowed the neon bleed from the Tokyo skyline outside the windows. The silence was broken only by the relentless pounding of the rain against the glass and the metallic clicks of Sofia Rossi loading her weapons.

"Isabella, do you have the offline drive?" Sofia asked, her voice a calm, anchoring presence in the pitch-black room.

"I have it packed and shielded in the Faraday cage bag," Is
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