Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 741: At the same time, somewhere else behind closed doors, Chris arrived at the same strategies as Maia. He pored over technical schematics, running simulations for each possible point of attack. His analysis was clear: the navigation system offered the path of least resistance, while the main control core would put up the stiffest fight. With crisp authority, Chris addressed his team. "Alright, everyone - Plan A goes live." His intention was simple: set the vessel adrift, lost and helpless in open water.

Cast adrift, the vessel would wander the sea forever - a ghost ship destined never to find land. Responding instantly, the base's personnel launched into motion the moment Chris issued his command. A message from Maxwell flashed onto Chris' screen. "Hawk is already in position!" Frustration tightened Chris' jaw. He dismissed Maxwell's update, his focus lingering on Maia's unopened message. After a brief pause, he opted to leave it unanswered. Elsewhere, Maia glanced at her phone, noticing the silence from Chris' end. A quick check of the clock told her everything she needed to know.

Assuming that he must be on the road, she decided not to press the matter. Just then, a new email from her team landed in her inbox. Amusement glimmered in her eyes as she read. "Now this cargo ship system... that's a puzzle worth my time." Meanwhile, at the Cooper Group headquarters, Kolton's eyes narrowed, a steely edge hardening his expression in the executive suite. News of an attempted hack targeting the ship's systems had just come in. Updates loaded now at gαℓησνeℓs․com "Those fools from before must've learned their lesson.

No way they'd risk a frontal assault after last time." A distorted voice cut through the video call. Across the screen, a sharply dressed man reclined in an ornate chair, face hidden by a sleek black mask, with only his cold, predatory stare visible. "Their ringleader took a bullet in the last encounter. Even if he's still alive, he won't be much of a threat now." Kolton owed much of his power to the enigmatic figure seated across from him - his greatest ally in the shadows. A gravelly rasp colored every word the man spoke, hinting at old injuries to his throat.

Kolton had never glimpsed the features hidden behind the mask, and the stranger's real identity remained a mystery. He knew only to call him "Thomas," following the instructions given from the very start. Determination set in Kolton's jaw. "Whatever it takes, Thomas, that shipment leaves tonight! Last time, the loss of cargo nearly ruined our reputation. Another failure will destroy us with the buyers." A chilling chuckle echoed from Thomas. . . .