Story 342: Into the Lion's Den

The morning came faster than Zara would have liked. The air inside the safe house was tense, each team member lost in their thoughts. Vera worked silently, her fingers flying across the tablet as she finalized the infiltration plans. Callum sat sharpening his blade, the metallic sound grating against the silence. Zara stood by the window, staring out at the desolate cityscape, her mind already in the compound they were about to invade.

“We go in at dusk,” Vera announced, breaking the silence. “The compound’s weakest point is here.” She pointed to a spot on the blueprint, marked with red circles. “An old drainage tunnel. It’s partially collapsed, but it’s not under heavy surveillance. From there, it’s a straight shot to the control hub where Rourke is likely stationed.”

Callum leaned over the table, frowning. “And what about the drones? The thermal sensors? If we trip one alarm, we’re toast.”