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Authorization: Omega Clearance.
Target: Talvek, Orin. Coalition Strategist.
Mission: Termination. Solo execution.
My breath stills in my chest.
Solo.
Assassination.
No Kalev. No team. No extraction backup.
The briefing expands, clean and clinical.
Target located at Outpost S-914. Tactical overlay included. Risk level: classified.
My eyes blur.
I read it again. And again.
My palm settles on my stomach before I even realize it.
Because they don’t know.
Because theycan’tknow.
Because if they did, this mission wouldn’t land in my lap.
And now I have a decision to make.
Do the job.
Or keep the secret.
My fingers hover over the accept protocol.
I inhale once. Deep. Controlled.
And I stare at the glowing screen, knowing in my bones:
Everything is about to change.
CHAPTER 21
KALEV
Iwake to the chime of high-clearance transmission slicing through the room’s silence like a scalpel.
The overheads are still dimmed, dawn cycle not due for another hour, but the console glows bright and insistent from the corner of the bunk room—its cold, pale light throwing shadows across the floor like fractured bone. The air smells like static and ozone, that sharp copper edge that always precedes classified directives. I sit up slowly, the muscle across my lower back pulling tight as I reach for the console.
A security prompt flashes. Retinal. Voice.
“Kalev. Clearance R-9-7-Tau.”
The file unfolds with clinical efficiency. Black-level. Kill order. Strategic objective flagged for immediate termination.
Subject: Talvek, Orin. Status: High-ranking League Strategist.
