Chapter 8: A Trap Within a Trap
The docks were eerily quiet, except for the occasional creak of metal and the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore. Maya and Rohan moved carefully, scanning for signs of Aarav—or an ambush.Then, movement.A figure emerged from the shadows—Aarav."You brought him?" Aarav’s voice was steady as his gaze flickered to Rohan.Rohan stepped forward. "I don’t take orders from ghosts."Maya’s fingers hovered near her weapon. "You’ve been playing both sides. Why?"Aarav sighed, as if the answer should have been obvious. "Because justice doesn’t come from following orders. It comes from rewriting them."Maya’s grip tightened. "You lied to me."Aarav smiled faintly. "I let you chase me because it was the only way you’d uncover the real threat. The syndicate isn’t just a crime network—it’s embedded deeper than you realize. I had to be on both sides to dismantle it."Then, alarms blared. A countdown. Two minutes until detonation.Maya’s stomach dropped. "What did you do?"Aarav stepped back, fading into the smoke. "You wanted answers. Now you have them. But if you want to stop this, you’ll have to think like me."Explosions rocked the dock as Maya grabbed Rohan, diving for cover. The world blurred into chaos, and in the midst of it, Aarav vanished—again.But Maya wasn’t going to chase a ghost anymore.
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