Chapter 179: Breaking Dawn

Max stood on the rooftop, the city below a sea of neon and shadows. The distant hum of traffic, the flicker of streetlights, and the occasional shout from an alleyway formed a symphony of urban life. He inhaled deeply, the cold night air sharp in his lungs. It was moments like these, on the edge of chaos and order, where he felt most alive. Tonight, they would turn the tide.

Mia emerged from the rooftop access, her silhouette framed by the light spilling out behind her. She moved with a lethal grace, her eyes scanning the horizon. She joined Max, her presence a comforting shadow.

"It's all set," she said, her voice low and steady. "Elena and Cassandra have secured the south and west perimeters. Jameson is covering the east. We've got every angle."