Global Threat

The once serene estate now buzzed with the urgency of a command center. Ava stood in the middle of the main hall, transformed into a nerve center with monitors and maps plastering the walls. Her eyes flickered over the screens displaying global threats, her mind racing with strategies.

"Liam, get the satellite feed from Europe on the main screen," she ordered, her voice steady but firm.

Liam nodded, fingers flying over the keyboard. "On it, Ava."

The main screen shifted, showing real-time surveillance from key locations across Europe. The tension in the room was palpable as team members darted back and forth, communicating in hushed, urgent tones. Ava took a deep breath, trying to keep her composure. Her family's assets were under threat worldwide, and every second counted.

"Team A, report," Ava commanded, her gaze fixed on a smaller screen showing a map of North America.