Chapter 64 - the midnight flight
The private airstrip on the outskirts of the city was completely shrouded in freezing, impenetrable darkness. Caroline’s sleek, black corporate jet sat on the tarmac, its engines whining with a low, terrifyingly powerful hum.
She wasn't bringing a massive, noisy army. She had handpicked a highly specialized, elite tactical squad composed of former special forces operatives who answered exclusively to her. They were heavily armed, entirely untraceable, and utterly ruthless in their execution.
Caroline walked up the boarding stairs wearing dark tactical gear, entirely shedding her polished corporate CEO persona. She looked exactly like the fiercely resilient woman who had survived a violent murder attempt on a dark mountain road two decades ago.
During the transatlantic flight, the cabin was absolutely silent. The tactical team reviewed the high-resolution satellite imagery of the Mediterranean island, pinpointing the heavily guarded concrete bunker where Thomas was being held captive.
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The untouchable queen of the corporate world was personally coming to rip her greatest ally from the jaws of absolute death. The storm was coming.
👉 read part 65 to witness the silent island infiltration.
