2025-04-18 20:14:12Ayla’s mind raced as she listened to Ivan’s warning. A hidden faction within the Echelon? The thought was enough to make her stomach turn. She had already learned that the Echelon was dangerous, but the idea of a secret group pulling the strings from behind the scenes was something entirely different. She had spent years tracking their movements, following their power, but this revelation put everything into a new, darker light.
“We have to move fast,” Ivan said, his voice low and urgent. “If they find out we’re onto them, it’ll be over before we even have a chance to act.”
Ayla nodded, her eyes still locked onto him. She could sense the tension in his body, the nervous energy that seemed to cling to him. He had always been the confident one, the one who knew when to act and when to hold back. But now, there was something in his ga
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