The clock is ticking down to the wire. The Nine Dragons have mobilized their forces, and the team is running out of time. Their only hope is to get the critical data into the hands of the media, but escaping the safe house alive has just become the priority.
The team gathers their things in a frenzy. Desks are overturned, monitors smashed, and the air is thick with the scent of fear and adrenaline.
Kiran, eyes sharp, slaps a few buttons on the control panel. The screens blink to life, showing their last-ditch effort to ensure the data goes public. "The media’s got the story. We need to keep it that way."
But suddenly, a loud crash echoes from outside. Gunfire rings out, followed by the screech of tires. Bintang immediately goes to the window, eyes scanning the night for the incoming threat.
"They’re here."
Felix, already pulling on his tactical gear, turns to the team. "Time’s up. We’re going out the back. Stay close, and stay quiet. I’ll lead."