The sky over East Marrow had turned the color of bruised steel, heavy with the promise of another storm. The upper atmosphere's magnetic interference was spiking, throwing off long-range scans and drone navigation. For Apex Holdings, this was an inconvenience. For Lin Feng, it was an opportunity.
He stood in the southern command balcony, hands resting on the cold railing, watching streaks of lightning flash through the distant skyline. Below, the city churned with muted chaos—markets closing early, freight convoys rerouting, patrols doubling their watch. Nature had done what no corporate decree could: slow the city to a crawl.
Perfect cover for what came next.
