chapter 154
Author: Obasi michael
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The air inside Zain’s war room crackled with a quiet, manic energy. The walls—steel-plated and lined with secure monitors—flickered with rapidly shifting data, command-line scripts, and blinking red security alerts. Zain stood at the center, his right hand clenched into a fist, the other hovering over the digital command panel.

He pressed his palm onto the biometric scanner.

"Initiate BLACK PROTOCOL – Level 9 authorization – Executor Z."

The system paused.

A moment later, a sterile voice responded.

> “Black Protocol confirmed. Commencing purge of all linked assets and communication lines. This cannot be undone. Are you certain?”

Zain’s eyes narrowed, heart pounding as he gave the word that would alter the entire battlefield:

> “Execute.”

In an instant, the screens went dark.

From offshore shell corporations to private bank vaults in Dubai, from falsified board records to illegal fund transfers through dummy foundations—all vanished. Encryption wiped, servers fried, backups purged.

It
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    The air inside Zain’s war room crackled with a quiet, manic energy. The walls—steel-plated and lined with secure monitors—flickered with rapidly shifting data, command-line scripts, and blinking red security alerts. Zain stood at the center, his right hand clenched into a fist, the other hovering over the digital command panel.He pressed his palm onto the biometric scanner."Initiate BLACK PROTOCOL – Level 9 authorization – Executor Z."The system paused.A moment later, a sterile voice responded.> “Black Protocol confirmed. Commencing purge of all linked assets and communication lines. This cannot be undone. Are you certain?”Zain’s eyes narrowed, heart pounding as he gave the word that would alter the entire battlefield:> “Execute.”In an instant, the screens went dark.From offshore shell corporations to private bank vaults in Dubai, from falsified board records to illegal fund transfers through dummy foundations—all vanished. Encryption wiped, servers fried, backups purged.It

  • chapter 153

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