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They’re 15 miles from freedom. But betrayal runs deeper than they ever imagined.

D7 is a criminal organization unlike any other — skilled in high-risk heists, merciless in their assassinations, and united by their shared goal: to tear down the world’s corrupt power structures. Their most daring job yet: robbing the World Bank.

The heist is flawless, but the aftermath? A nightmare.

As D7 flees the scene, their every move is tracked by the FBI, CIA, and every other elite security team the country has. Helicopters fill the sky, armored vehicles swarm the streets, and the clock is ticking. They have just 15 miles to escape — but escape isn’t their only problem.

A traitor lies within.

With D7’s loyalty unraveling, unexpected alliances form, and secrets that could destroy them all start to surface. As each member faces their own inner demons, they must decide: is freedom worth the cost? Or is it too late to stop what’s already set in motion?

In this high-stakes game of survival, no one is who they seem. No one is safe. And not everyone will make it out alive.

The chase is on. But the real battle is within.

15 MILES:THE HEIST

The deafening roar of the blast shook the underground corridors, dust and debris raining down in a violent storm. Julian coughed, pressing his bleeding arm against the jagged wall for support. Every nerve screamed, but his eyes burned with determination.

Outside, the city's skyline was a fractured maze of flashing emergency lights, sirens, and the distant drone of military jets scrambling into the clouds. The truth was out — Nexus's secrets were no longer hidden.

Eve and Reese, backs pressed against cold steel, scanned their surroundings. The Specter operatives circled them like wolves, shadows hunched and waiting.

"We can't hold here much longer," Reese muttered, reloading his weapon with shaking hands.

Eve's gaze flicked to the blinking drive in her pocket. "If they take this from us... it's over."

Suddenly, a sharp clang echoed from the corridor. Reese spun — a hidden door sliding open, revealing a narrow escape tunnel barely wide enough for two.

"Move!" Reese hissed, grabbing Eve's arm.

They slipped through, breaths shallow and hearts racing.

Carter burst into the core room, gun raised, eyes wide with urgency.

Julian turned, grimacing but steady. "I'm still standing."

"We've got to pull out — the entire facility's collapsing."

Julian's fingers danced across the console, initiating a remote shutdown sequence.

Back in the escape tunnel, Reese and Eve ran as alarms blared behind them, heavy boots pounding in pursuit. The walls flickered with emergency lights, casting long, sinister shadows.

Reese's breath hitched. "Eve... what if this is a trap?"

She shook her head. "No. Max's data is real. We have to get it out, no matter what."

They reached a grate leading upward — Reese shoved it open and helped Eve climb through first.

Julian's console beeped a warning. The countdown was at the final seconds.

"Carter, get ready!" Julian barked.

With a final keystroke, Julian activated a chain reaction — a controlled collapse designed to bury Nexus forever.

"We buy time," Julian said through grit teeth, "and make sure no one ever uses this hellhole again."

Eve and Reese emerged onto the surface, gasping for fresh air. Flames licked the night sky as Nexus Tower crumbled behind them, a fiery tomb swallowing secrets and lies.

Reese scanned the horizon. "Extraction team?"

"On the way," Eve answered, clutching the drive tight.

Far away, Lucian's cold voice crackled over a secure channel.

"This isn't over," he snarled, eyes burning with fury. "They think they won. But the real game... starts now."

Julian limped toward the rendezvous point, every step heavy with pain and resolve.

"We're just getting started," he muttered.

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