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Chapter 18 — Smoke and Signal
Author: Sami Yang
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The drone footage flickered on the tablet in Mara’s hands as Ethan adjusted the strap of his ballistic vest. They stood in the back of a stolen delivery truck, surrounded by gear, blueprints, and suppressed tension. On the screen, the target glowed in grayscale: Gridpoint-7, a subterranean Rayburn Technologies relay hub, camouflaged beneath a hollowed-out textile factory in Port Harrow.

“You sure about this?” Mara asked, eyes flicking to Ethan’s as the hum of the engine vibrated beneath their feet.

“I have to be,” Ethan replied, loading a fresh mag into his sidearm. “They’re storing more than comms down there. We hit that relay, we expose the list.”

The list. A coded ledger Ethan had recovered from Dr. Thorne’s encrypted server, filled with names and codenames—all connected to the Lazarus Protocol. Scientists, operatives, politicians. Some long thought dead, others still very much in

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