𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫|𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡

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"Good morning, Shivaay!"

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"Good morning, Shivaay!"

Daksh wished him, entering the study where Shivaay was seated looking into files with reading goggles looking all hot while he concentrated on the stack of papers and M.A.C

"You are here."

Shivaay acknowledged his presence without looking at him, gesturing for Daksh to sit in the chair in front of him. Seeing that, he came forth and sat down on a chair.

"Why did you call me early in the morning but–I thought I was supposed to pick up Aadhisha?"

Daksh raised his brow, looking at Shivaay, who was still engrossed in the papers he was signing. Finishing the signatures, he looked at Daksh with a steely gaze.

"What happened to the 'She' who breached the base in the Bangus Valley base ? Any intelligence?"

Daksh, as the chief head security officer and right hand with a sharp mind and a stoic demeanor, stared at the cluttered desk, peering over intelligence reports. His gaze flickered to Shivaay, his expression unreadable beneath the low light.

Shivaay leaned forward toward Daksh, his eyes searching for answers in the depths of his comrade's steady gaze. "Daksh. It has been a week."

Daksh inclined his head, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "The unknown intruder. She moved with precision, leaving no trace behind. It's as if she's a ghost, slipping through our defenses effortlessly."

Shivaay clenched his jaw, frustration simmering beneath his controlled exterior. "We can't afford to underestimate her. That breach weakened our position and smashed out the deal."

Daksh nodded in agreement, his expression grave. "I've been combing through the surveillance footage, piecing together any clue that might lead us to her identity. But so far, she remains elusive."

A heavy silence descended upon the room, the weight of their potential enemy's anonymity hanging between them like a shroud. Shivaay ran a hand through his hair, his mind churning with possibilities. "There must be something we're missing. A connection, a pattern..."

Daksh's gaze sharpened, a glint of determination in his eyes. "Perhaps. But it will require more than just surveillance footage. We need to delve deeper, into the shadows where she lurks."

Shivaay nodded, his resolve hardening. "Agreed. We'll leave no stone unturned until we uncover the truth. She may be elusive, but she's not invincible. And when we find her, she'll answer for the breach and intrusion."

As they exchanged a silent vow, the echoes of their determination reverberated through the room, a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching darkness.

"But what about the armory that was supposed to be in Turkey?"

At this point, Daksh was concerned about keeping the end of the deal with the people of Turkey.

"The whole 120 tons of armor have been missing just after two hours of the breach; I am sure it must be her."

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