Chapter 337

The dim, wood-paneled war room in the Tree House felt like the nerve center of a sleeping giant.

Shadows played across the faces of the men gathered, each the head of an intelligence unit, each aware that they held pieces of a plot more complex and dangerous than any one of them alone could imagine.

A sprawling map of the city dominated the central table, dotted with red and blue markers indicating watch points, allies, and adversaries.

A low murmur filled the room as the men discussed quietly among themselves, all awaiting the meeting’s start.

Then, the double doors swung open, and silence fell instantly. Kiara entered first, her eyes sharp and alert, followed closely by Jackson, whose easy, predatory smile hinted at confidence and skill.

As they stepped into the room, every man present rose, giving the duo the silent greeting of respect they’d earned.

Kiara’s gaze swept over them, reading their faces in an instant. She gave a single nod, her voice steady and commanding. “Settle
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