Chapter 72 - the flight to geneva
Within forty-eight hours, Caroline's private corporate jet was slicing through the stratosphere high above the Atlantic Ocean, heading directly toward the snow-capped peaks of Switzerland. This wasn't a corporate business trip; it was a silent declaration of total war.
Aboard the aircraft, Caroline and Thomas meticulously reviewed the architectural schematics of the Zenith Syndicate's ultra-secure summit location—a sprawling, subterranean glass-and-steel fortress carved deep into the Swiss Alps.
The summit was guarded by hundreds of the world's most lethal private military contractors, equipped with advanced biometric scanners and thermal surveillance grids. Conventional entry was entirely impossible; they had to move like absolute ghosts.
"We won't be using weapons on the way in," Caroline instructed calmly, her voice carrying the chilling, absolute authority of a queen preparing to reclaim her stolen throne. "We infiltrate undetected, access their master mainframe, and extract their identities."
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Thomas nodded, checking the secure encrypted drives in his briefcase. The untouchable queen and her loyal shield were ready to plunge straight into the lion's den.
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