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.

The extraction point was a forgotten rooftop, high above the city's relentless noise. Julian's team arrived in fragments, tension thick in the air like smoke.


Carter was first, his face grim beneath a bloodied bandage. "They pushed harder than we expected. Ghost Net's got new intel."


Eve scanned the perimeter. "No sign of Reese or Max's last transmission. We're on a clock."


Julian pulled out the Nexus data core. "If they capture this, it's game over."


Suddenly, the night shattered with gunfire. Helicopters swooped low, spotlight beams cutting through the darkness. Ghost Net operatives rappelled down, their weapons trained and merciless.


Reese emerged from a shadowed stairwell, dragging a limp figure — a civilian caught in the crossfire. "Got her," he said, breath ragged. "We move fast."


Julian barked orders. "Cover fire! Eve, get that civilian to safety. Carter, secure the rear."


Bullets tore through the air, ricocheting off concrete and steel. Julian took aim, each shot precise, buying seconds as chaos reigned.


But the price was clear: trust was the only currency left. Every step forward came with the risk of betrayal or death.


As the team fought to escape the tightening net, Julian's mind raced — questions and doubts gnawed at him.


Who could they trust? How deep did the conspiracy run?


And what sacrifices would the war for truth demand?


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Chapter 11 - Episode 11 Crossfire And Consequences