Location: Tbilisi, Georgia — Waraha Safehouse
Time: 6:48 A.M.
The morning frost glazed the glass windows of the villa, but the war room below was warm with tension. A soft digital hum surrounded Charlotte as she worked alone, her hair tied back, face lit only by the glow of five different monitors.
She cracked her knuckles.
Annaliese’s code packet was a beast—encrypted beneath old Hoorne defense layers and hidden inside false file trees labeled WeatherBackups. But Charlotte wasn’t just any CEO—she’d once built and sold an encryption empire with algorithms still used by NATO.
To her, this was a game of chess.
Click. Click. Click.
The first layer peeled away. Then another. Until…
VC-Override Sequence: ALPHA-POLAR-RED
Authentication Complete.
Her lips parted.
This was it.
The override code that could disable Vulture Claw—the satellite AI that could incinerate the Waraha strike team from the sky.
She transferred the decrypted key to Waraha’s secure tactical channel.
Then, calmly, she pressed SEND.
A tiny ripple appeared on the center screen:
“Encryption complete. Signal relayed to: W-Ghost.”
She stood, took a breath, and looked at the secure cam feed of her daughter Claire sleeping peacefully upstairs—Chris sitting guard just outside the room.
Charlotte whispered to herself:
“Bring Snack home and the rest of the team, Engfa.”
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Meanwhile — Waraha Jet
Time: 11:56 A.M. – London Local
The override signal hit Engfa’s comms with a soft green pulse. A smile played on his lips as the satellite threat indicator dropped from Critical to Neutralized.
He stood.
“No satellites. No eyes. No gods watching.”
He locked eyes with Heidi.
“We go in loud.”
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Location: London, England — Belgrave Estate Perimeter
Time: 12:03 P.M.
The sky above was a dull gray, hanging like a shroud. Wind whipped through the alleyways behind the estate as a single black van rolled to a stop outside an abandoned courier depot two blocks from Davikah’s fortress.
Inside, silence.
Engfa stood by the door, hands gloved, eyes narrowed.
“Ethan,” he said, his voice low.
“Lights.”
He tapped the wrist interface. All exterior surveillance lines across the perimeter blinked to black for exactly 4 minutes.
Heidi and Marima moved first—ghosts in black. Suppressed shots dropped the first two guards silently by the back access gate. A small EMP cracked the estate’s inner security for 27 seconds. That was all they needed.
Engfa moved in behind them, leading the charge, pulse steady.
“We go in. We get the hard drive. We extract him. Anyone in our way—erase them.”
They swept in.
Inside the estate’s west wing, two guards barely had time to lift their weapons before Marima’s blade slid across one throat while Heidi crushed the other with a silenced shot.
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BEHIND US
FanfictionWould they still survive the second hit on their relationship now as husband and wife? Note: Read BEHIND YOU IS ME, then you can follow to read this BOOK II - BEHIND US #1 - Snack #2 - Snack #3 - Snack #6- rainbow #7 - Snack #8 - Snack #10 - Snack...
