The hovercraft hummed as it sped toward their next safehouse, the air inside thick with tension. Hazeed leaned back in his seat, staring out the small window as the city lights blurred into streaks of orange and white. His team sat in silence, each of them processing the harrowing escape. But Hazeed knew there would be no time for rest.Mazda broke the silence first, her voice tight with frustration. "The explosives bought us time, but Omega's not stupid. They’ll figure out where we’re headed soon. We need to stay ahead of them, Hazeed.""I know," Hazeed said, his tone clipped. His mind was already working through their options. "Max, status on our supply caches?"Max looked up from his tablet, his brow furrowed. "Two are still secure, but the third—near the eastern docks—was compromised last night. Omega’s got eyes on it now.""Damn it," Hazeed muttered. They were losing ground faster than he anticipated. Every victory seemed to come with a new setback. "We can’t risk staying in one