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Ronan’s voice slips into my ear.
Calm. Controlled.
“No alarms. No external chatter. He thinks he’s alone.”
Good.
“Let’s keep him happy,” I murmur.
Lance finishes the setup and gives a small nod.
Charge set.
Entry clean.
I glance at the structure.
Reinforced steel.
Buried systems.
A fortress built by a man who thought control was absolute.
I’ve seen men like him before.
They forget one thing.
There’s always someone willing to come through the front door anyway.
I raise my hand.
Three.
Two.
One—
The breach is silent.
Not an explosion.
A precise collapse.
The door gives without a sound.
We move immediately.
Fast.
Controlled.
Lethal.
No hesitation.
No warning.
Because somewhere inside this mountain—
