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Chapter 39: The Saboteur’s Strike
Author: Wonderful65
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Frank's heart leapt into his throat.

"Cassandra," he breathed.

Corbin stared at the screen, fists tightening. “How the hell did she get in?”

“Sir,” the guard stammered, “she bypassed all external checkpoints. No alerts, no sensor trip she just appeared inside the mainframe core.”

Corbin’s cold eyes met Frank’s.

“Looks like your little girlfriend decided to come uninvited.”

Frank masked his panic. Cassandra had warned him once if I ever go silent, assume I'm planning something reckless. And this? This was her going nuclear.

Corbin stepped away from the control panel. “Seal the Omega Grid chamber. Lock down every exit. I want her alive.”

The guard hesitated. “Sir, the systems are unresponsive. She’s initiated a manual override firewalled half the grid.”

“Then send every available man,” Corbin barked. “I don’t care if she’s armed. She doesn’t leave that room.”

Frank swallowed hard. Cassandra was in the belly of the beast and if she got caught, Corbin would kill her without hesitation.

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