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Chapter 52: Tipping Point
Author: Wonderful65
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The Calm Before the Storm

The sky over Berlin was heavy with dark clouds, a perfect reflection of the tension inside the makeshift command center. Voss stood by the window, staring at the horizon but seeing none of it. His mind was elsewhere, on the fractured team, on the ever-encroaching shadow of Dorian Caine, and on the choices they had made.

Caine wasn’t just their enemy; he was a mirror. Every step they took toward him only revealed how much of themselves they had sacrificed in the name of survival. The past few days had been a blur of reconnaissance, planning, and fighting, but beneath it all, the team’s cracks were widening.

They were no longer a unit, they were individuals, each carrying their own burdens, their own ghosts. And Voss knew that in this game, division was death.

“Voss,” Anais’s voice cut through the silence. He turned to see her standing in the doorway, her expression unreadable.

He nodded, pushing away from the window. “What’s the status?”

“We’ve located Caine’s
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