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Chapter 112
Author: Sunshine Splash
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The Shadow Syndicate command center had survived three blackouts, two raids, and one partial collapse of the city grid.

It would not survive Revenant.

The facility lay beneath an abandoned freight terminal on the eastern edge of the city layers of concrete, signal dampeners, analog backups, and human checkpoints. It was designed to disappear from probability itself, a blind spot even Cain Global struggled to map.

Luther had approved the location personally and that was the problem.

The first warning came too late.

Selene’s screens flickered not with alarms, but with confirmation. Patterns snapping into place and probability curves flattening into inevitability.

Her breath caught. “No… no, no, no”

“What is it?” Marcus demanded, already moving toward the central console despite the sling binding his injured arm.

Selene’s fingers flew over the keys. “They didn’t breach us. They solved us.”

The lights dimmed, not a blackout but a choice.

Emergency power kicked in automatically, but it sou
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