597 "Dad... Lock Every Exit." Moments Later, No One Could Leave.

Chapter 32: The Ghosts of the Syndicate

I spent the next two hours tracking the digital footprint. The breach was sophisticated, bypassing three layers of biometric encryption in minutes. This wasn't a random hacker; this was someone who knew exactly how the Syndicate's architecture worked.

"You're supposed to be asleep," a voice said softly from the doorway.

I jumped, minimizing the screen instinctively. Claire stood there, wrapped in a thick wool cardigan. Her eyes, sharp and intuitive as ever, darted from my face to the monitor.

"I just couldn't sleep," I lied, forcing a smile.

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Claire crossed the room and placed a warm hand on my shoulder. "You're a terrible liar. You always have been. What's Vanguard saying?"

I sighed, realizing there was no point in hiding it. I brought the screen back up. "Someone is accessing the old archives. The Syndicate might be dead, Claire, but I think one of its ghosts just woke up."

Chapter 32: The Ghosts of the Syndicate

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