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.

Rain fell over the city like a curtain, washing away the ashes of war—but not its memories. In a hidden underground facility beneath the ruins of the Forge, Julian stared at a wall of screens now blank.


The world had changed. The system had reset. But silence wasn't always peace—it was the breath before the next storm.


Eve walked in, her hair still damp, a tablet in her hand. "Julian, something's wrong. We've got static from Node 7. Unauthorized activity."


He turned sharply. "I thought we shut that down."


"We did." She paused. "But something's still alive in there. Something... old."


Julian stood. "Get Carter. Wake Reese. We're not done."


Across the Ocean – Ghost Net Archives, Siberia


Deep in permafrost, beneath a decommissioned nuclear bunker, machines hummed back to life.


A lone figure in black watched as lines of code blinked onto a preserved screen. Not Max. Not Lucian.


She spoke calmly, typing with precision. "Initiating Echo Protocol."


A familiar logo appeared—an inverted phoenix. Burned... but reborn wrong.


"Let's see how free the world really is."


Reese kicked in the door to the main room. "Why am I always woken up by bad news?"


"Because we never get good news," Carter replied, already scanning maps. "This transmission—it's masked behind Obsidian's own firewall. Like someone is using Max's code."


"But twisted," Eve added. "They're not trying to control. They're trying to corrupt."


Julian nodded grimly. "They waited for us to clean the slate. Now they're writing their own rules."


Reese checked his gear. "So what now? Another heist?"


Julian looked at them—his crew, his family.


He turned to the screen, which flickered with foreign code.


The room pulsed with crimson light. Dozens of drone-like figures stood in hibernation, awaiting orders.


The new operator whispered, "Phase One complete. Operation Ghost Chain begins."


She walked past frozen agents. Each wore the Ghost Net insignia—burned away and overwritten with something more terrifying.


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