The Sage

The day began with an eerie calm at the Steele estate. Mia sat in the garden, watching the sunlight filter through the trees as she rocked their son in her arms. It was a rare moment of peace, but in the back of her mind, she knew it couldn't last.

Inside the estate, Alexander was in the war room, reviewing the intel they'd retrieved from the airstrip raid. Selena and his security team analyzed the schematics and communication logs from the hard drive, piecing together The Coalition's strategy.

"They're accelerating their plans," Selena said, pointing at a highlighted schedule. "These shipments—they're all happening within the next week. It's like they know we're onto them and want to push their timeline forward."

Alexander's jaw tightened. "They're trying to outpace us. But we won't give them the chance."

The first sign of trouble came just before noon. The estate's advanced security systems picked up a breach—several vehicles approaching at high speed.

Selena's voice came through the intercom, urgent and sharp. "We've got company. Everyone to their positions!"

Mia froze, clutching her son tightly. Alexander appeared at her side within seconds, his face a mask of determination. "Mia, go to the safe room. Now."

"But—" she started, her voice trembling.

"No arguments," he cut her off, gently but firmly. "I'll handle this. Just keep him safe."

Mia hesitated, fear and determination warring within her. But she nodded, hurrying toward the secure room hidden behind the library.

Outside, a convoy of black SUVs barreled through the estate's gates, heavily armed men pouring out and taking up positions. The Coalition had brought everything—drones, explosives, and an elite strike team.

Alexander, Selena, and their security team met them head-on. Bullets whizzed through the air, the sound of gunfire echoing across the property. Alexander moved with precision, his every action calculated.

"Cover the west wing!" Selena shouted, firing at a group attempting to flank them.

One of the drones hovered overhead, scanning the area. Alexander aimed his rifle, taking it down with a single shot. "They're trying to disrupt our defenses. Don't let them through!"

Mia Takes a Stand

Inside the safe room, Mia paced nervously, her heart pounding. She could hear the faint sounds of gunfire through the reinforced walls. Her son,