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Chapter 37 – The Edge of the Labyrinth
Author: Sami Yang
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The Athenian night was unusually quiet, the city’s usual hum subdued as if holding its breath. Ethan stood on the balcony of their temporary safe house, the Acropolis illuminated in the distance, a beacon of resilience amidst the shadows.

Inside, the team convened around a makeshift operations table. Clara’s fingers danced across her laptop keyboard, decrypting the latest batch of data retrieved from the Piraeus port operation.

“Victor’s network is vast,” she began, her voice tinged with both awe and frustration. “But there’s a pattern emerging. He’s been channeling resources to a location in Marrakesh. It’s heavily encrypted, but the coordinates are consistent.”

Jason leaned in, studying the map displayed on the screen. “A desert fortress. Remote, defensible, and off the grid. Classic hideout.”

Leo cracked his knuckles. “Time to pay Morocco a visit.”

Anatoly, ever the strategist, interjected. “We need to approach this carefully. Victor won’t make the same mistake twice.”

Ethan nodded
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