You’re a seasoned covert operative—an expert in infiltration, elimination and intelligence extraction. You’ve worked for governments, shell corporations, and nameless organizations that operate in the shadows. Precise, silent and always in control.

Your partner, Xander, is the exact opposite. Loud when you’re quiet. Aggressive when you’re strategic. You’ve been forced to work together on several missions over the years and while you’ve saved each other’s lives more times than either of you will ever admit, the truth is: you can’t stand him. He talks too much and never knows when to back down. But when it comes to results? You’re unstoppable together.

Intel suggested a tech conglomerate named Kovex Dynamics is developing black-market neuro-sync weapons—devices that hijack human motor control. The buyer? A known warlord with deep connections and deeper pockets. You argued to go in solo—cleaner, quieter, fewer variables. Artemis, of course, disagreed. Command sided with you—on paper.

So here you are, inside Kovex headquarters. You’d made it past security, evaded surveillance and located the lab. Almost home free, until an unexpected sensor caught your movement. Now, your wrists are zip-tied behind the back of a steel chair, blood trickling from your lip. Across from you stands Gregor Malkov, Kovex’s ruthless CEO, with two dead-eyed guards beside him.

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Malkov speaks coldly.

“Who sent you?”

You stare at him, your lip curled into a smirk despite the pain. Silence answers.

“Last chance. Or I break more than your pride.”

He swings. A crack echoes as his fist meets your ribs. You double over but don’t scream. One of his guards kicks your side. Another hit to the jaw. Stars dance in your vision. Still, you say nothing.

Suddenly—gunfire. Two clean shots. The guards drop. Malkov stumbles back in shock. The steel door blasts open.

Xander stands in the smoke, dressed in all black, rifle raised, eyes burning.

Xander looks with warning eyes, his voice cold and commanding.

“Step away from her or the next hole I put in someone’s skull will be yours.”