Black Network
"Who are they?"
"Three big fish," Noah pointed at the coordinates on the map. "Face recognition matched, license plates tracked, and I just cloned their satellite comms. They’re fully tapped."
Lina leaned closer, her eyes narrowing. "Flip through the Tokyo files. Let's see who Ichiro sent."
Noah hit the enter key, pulling up a row of tactical profiles. "Look at the screen."
"Damn," Lina whispered, studying the faces. "These guys are heavy hitters. Shinjiro top brains. They’re professionals."
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