Chapter 1 - The Dropout
He opened his mouth to speak, but Claire’s eyes sent a chilling, silent warning.
General Vance blinked, instantly recognizing the tactical stare of a top-tier operative.
He smoothly changed his demeanor, reaching out to shake her hand with a polite, grandfatherly smile.
"You must be the sister who works in accounting," the general said loudly enough for Luke to hear.
A few of Luke’s friends snickered in the background at the mention of her boring civilian job.
Claire offered a weak, embarrassed smile to play along with her pathetic cover story.
"Yes sir, just pushing papers," Claire replied softly.
But as Vance shook her hand, his fingers pressed a tiny, cold metallic object into her palm.
It was an encrypted micro-drive.
Vance leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper meant only for her ears.
"They compromised the perimeter, and you have exactly three minutes to get him out," Vance murmured.
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Claire felt the blood freeze in her veins.
Before she could ask who was coming, the massive glass windows of the auditorium violently shattered inward.
