2026-10-27 17:02:02Out in the open, a sniper with the high ground could reshape a battle entirely. But Tullane Township was no longer open ground. It was a maze of stone walls, narrow alleys, and blind corners, and Soren intended to use every inch of it.
He led the assault team into the nearest building at a run, coming through the door fast and low. The Ivory Army soldiers inside had no time to react. The rooms were cleared in seconds.Soren shoved the Chauchat M1915 into Thomas's hands and unslung t
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Chapter 065
Paul Mans had always considered himself a man of a certain caliber.He'd spent twenty years building the Mans Crew from a handful of street-level enforcers into an organization that controlled six blocks of prime London territory, collected tribute from every business on Drake Street, and commanded enough respect that even the local police preferred to negotiate rather than provoke. He dressed well. He read widely. He had seen every film in The Godfather series no fewer than four times each, and he modeled his bearing accordingly: calm under pressure, deliberate in speech, never the first to show fear.He was showing fear now.The gunfire in the corridor had stopped several minutes ago. That was the problem. His men had gone in loud and confident, and then the shooting had tapered off, and then there had been silence, and not one of them had come back to report. Paul sat on the sofa in the main room with his hands resting on his knees and watched the sweat from his fo
Chapter 064
Staying invisible in London was not easy. But the city's surveillance network had gaps, and Soren knew how to find them.He spent the daylight hours moving, never staying in one place long enough to matter, rotating through back streets and covered markets and the kind of unremarkable public spaces where a man sitting quietly drew no attention. By the time the sky darkened and the streetlights came on, he had successfully run out the clock.He stood on the opposite pavement now, watching.The Mans Bar was smaller than he'd expected. A narrow frontage on a side street, a sign that didn't advertise much, two men on the door under an awning. From the outside it looked like any other private members' establishment in this part of the city, the kind of place that didn't need to attract foot traffic because everyone who was supposed to know about it already did.Getting the information had taken less than an hour. In the streets surrounding Briarwood Clinic, the Mans C
Chapter 063
The second floor of Briarwood Clinic, 263 Drake Street, London.Mason worked without rushing. He swabbed the forceps with antiseptic, laid out the gauze and bandage roll within easy reach, and glanced over at Soren, who had taken off his shirt and was lying flat on the narrow cot with the particular stillness of someone managing serious pain."If it hurts," Mason said, "keep it down. Neighbors on both sides, and they don't need the excitement.""I'll manage," Soren said."Sure you will." Mason pulled the stool close and bent over the wound. "Don't see many people take a bullet and still move around like that. I'll give you that much."He inserted the forceps. The entry channel was shallow, which told him something, and a few seconds of careful probing confirmed it. The slug came out misshapen, its nose flattened and its jacket partially stripped, the kind of deformation that happened when a round hit something solid before it hit flesh.Mason held it up
Chapter 062
The sound of crumpling metal faded behind him as Soren kept driving.He did the math without taking his eyes off the road. Twelve rounds fired total. Five left in the chamber. No spare magazine, which meant those five bullets had to do two jobs at once: keep him alive long enough to find more ammunition, and ideally secure a better weapon while he was at it. Neither task was going to be straightforward.He came out onto the approach to Sable Plaza and immediately saw that it was finished. The police had beaten him there. A cordon of marked vehicles blocked the intersection, and a spike strip had been laid across the full width of the road, its teeth glinting under the streetlights. Beyond it, more than a dozen armed officers had taken up positions along the barrier and were already raising their weapons toward the Beetle.Soren cut the wheel hard and turned southeast.The wrong direction. Every meter he covered now was a meter further from the SIS building, and h
Chapter 061
The smoke was still thick when the shooting started.White haze rolled through the aisles of the warehouse, clinging to the shelves in pale drifts, and somewhere inside it, a second figure moved. Soren caught the muzzle flash before he caught anything else, two bursts of orange light cutting through the murk, and he was already moving, dropping low and shifting his position as the rounds punched through cardboard boxes and sent splinters of wood spinning into the air.He returned fire. Controlled, deliberate, sweeping the barrel toward the sound of the shots. The bullets chewed through shelving and packaging, and neither of them hit anything that mattered.Then both guns ran dry at the same moment.The double click of empty chambers rang out in the sudden silence, two hollow sounds nearly identical, nearly simultaneous. Soren ejected his spent magazine without thinking, his hand already moving to the fresh one at his hip. He seated it, reached for the slide relea
Chapter 060
The fourth-floor corridor of Briarcrest Medical Center had gone quiet in the way that only happens after gunfire stops.Soren was on his knees, chest heaving, both arms locked around the last operative's head. The man had stopped struggling. With a sharp, wrenching motion, Soren twisted hard.The crack of vertebrae was loud in the stillness.He held the position for a moment, making sure, then let the body drop and pushed the dead weight off his legs. Around him, three other operatives were already on the floor, each one down for good. Soren pressed a hand against his ribs and pulled in two slow, deliberate breaths. Something in his chest ached with the particular sharpness of a bruise that hadn't decided yet how serious it wanted to be.He'd burned through every round in the Glock 17 taking down the first three. The fourth had closed the distance before he could reload, and the pistol had ended up leaving his hand at high velocity aimed at the man's face. It had
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