Chapter 7 - The Betrayal of Shadows.
Just as Elara raised her weapon to end it, a heavy blow struck her from behind.
She crashed to the floor, her gun sliding across the slick tiles.
A figure stepped out from the darkness of the walk-in closet.
It was Silas, the commander of her own extraction team.
"Sorry, Elara," Silas muttered, leveling his assault rifle at her chest.
Marcus let out a breathless, hysterical laugh, wiping sweat from his forehead.
"You thought you could buy loyalty?" Marcus sneered, stepping out from behind his cover.
Elara looked up at Silas, betrayal burning a hole in her chest.
"How much did he pay you?" she asked, her voice dangerously quiet.
"Enough to buy my own island," Silas replied smoothly.
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Elara smiled, the same terrifying smile she had given the syndicate in the ballroom.
"You should have asked for more," she whispered.
