chapter 131
Author: Obasi michael
last update2025-07-06 02:05:19
The air in the war room was thin, heavy with tension and artificial chill.

Rows of screens still lit with cascading code and flickering surveillance feeds formed a digital cocoon around Zain, who stood motionless, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the large central monitor.

But his posture was a lie.

Underneath, he was boiling.

A secure phone buzzed once — the sound too sharp in the silence.

He answered.

“Sir… we’ve lost Braise.”

Zain didn’t speak.

The voice continued, shakier now.

“He was intercepted near the Romanov estate. Detective Harper was leading the arrest. We believe he was trying to extract Amelia.”

Zain’s jaw tightened. The tendons in his neck tensed like wires.

“And Amelia?”

“Still inside. But… we have strong reason to believe she’s… turned.”

Zain turned toward the display behind him — an encrypted thread of Amelia’s digital activity.

A red triangle now blinked in the corner.

A recent transmission.

Audio.

Unsealed.

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