Chapter 42: No, Never
The helicopters descended like shadows that cut through the morning fog. Their blatant approach caused chaos the moment they crossed into enemy airspace. The island's estate below them quickly erupted into motion.
Guards sprinted across the open grounds while their voices rung out in frantic shouts. Orders were barked into radios, the sharp clack of weapons being loaded filled the air as men took their positions along the perimeter. Some scrambled to secure the heavy artillery mounted near the gates, while others rushed toward the estate's main entrance, forming a defensive line to prepare for the uninvited guest that seemed hostile.
But Valerian was already far ahead before the first rounds were fired.
A single, sharp tilt of his head toward Ivan was all it took
