"Are you absolutely certain it's Claire?"
Silas could hear the deafening roar of automatic gunfire over the comms, but his tactical instincts screamed that this was wrong.
It was too straightforward. Too loud.
Using a highly visible helicopter to escape federal airspace? They had no intention of actually leaving Solenia this way.
"Confirmed! She's wearing the exact same clothes, her hair matches perfectly, and she's even wearing the identical bracelet!"
Hillary didn't harbor a shred of doubt. She had nearly taken a bullet to the chest just to get a visual confirmation.
"It could be a body double. You need to verify height, build, and biometric markers."
"But whether it's her or not, ground that chopper!"
Silas immediately dispatched reinforcements to the roof.
Hillary snapped back to reality. He was right—fake or real, these Syndicate bastards weren't leaving alive.
Though the engagement protocols would shift depending on whether Claire was actually onboard.
"Engage with extreme prejudice, but watch your fire until we confirm the hostage!"
Silas barked the final warning.
Hillary dodged a spray of bullets, screaming an acknowledgment before returning fire.
The firefight escalated into absolute chaos.
The Syndicate had heavily armed operatives waiting in the chopper. Hillary and her team had successfully pinned Tycho down before he could board.
Felicity, fully disguised as Claire, stayed huddled in the back of the cabin, refusing to fire a single shot to maintain her cover.
Facing a concentrated wall of federal firepower, Tycho's initial arrogance evaporated as he began taking heavy hits.
Seeing the SSD closing in, Felicity screamed at the pilot, "Get us out of here! Now!"
"But Tycho is still on the roof!"
Tycho had been a second too slow and was currently trapped behind an air conditioning unit.
"He's a professional! He'll find his own way out! And if he doesn't, the Syndicate will honor his sacrifice!"
The pilot froze, completely shocked by Felicity's ruthless betrayal.
While he hesitated, Felicity drew her sidearm and pressed the barrel directly against the back of his skull. "I said fly the damn helicopter! Do it, or you're dead!"



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