Yeah.
Definitely not done.
Jonah grins. “We’re crossing into international airspace. Thought you’d want to know before things get… complicated.”
Ethen steps forward then, all business.
“Listen up,” he says. “Once we land, we move fast. No delays. No mistakes.”
Ronan leans against the wall, arms crossed, watching everything.
Daniel stands near the cockpit door.
Quiet.
Focused.
Part of us now.
Whether we like it or not.
“Zurich’s going to be hot,” Ethan continues. “We’re walking into a secured facility with limited intel and zero margin for error.”
“Perfect,” I mutter.
Mila smirks slightly as she moves back into her seat.
“Just the way you like it.”
I glance at her.
“Only if you’re there.”
Her eyes meet mine.
And yeah—
She will be.
Outside, the clouds break just slightly as we climb higher.
Storm left behind.
For now.
Ahead—
A whole new war is waiting.
And this time—
We’re going straight for the heart of it.
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Mila
Zurich is quiet.
