Without prejudice meant exactly that!
If the asset broke loose, he would be ripped apart right alongside them!
To him, this woman was a complete and utter psychopath!
If she wanted to die, fine.
But he wasn't going to go down with her!
His face contorted as his eyes darted around the corridor, desperately calculating a way to break free from Joker's iron grip.
If he could just slip away.
If he could just make it to the extraction point, he could board the prepped escape vessel and flee Project Zero-Transit!
Once the asset went berserk, this so-called Ghost Ship of the High Seas was doomed anyway.
Julian, of course, heard the man's terrified rambling.
She intentionally dropped the outer firewall?
Wasn't that essentially holding the door open for the kill command to slide effortlessly into the asset's brain?
Yet, he kept his gaze fixed on Serena's profile.
Her expression remained completely undisturbed, not a flicker of hesitation crossing her features.
His eyes glinted thoughtfully.
But he didn't ask a single question.
From the moment he chose to ally with her, he trusted her implicitly.
He trusted the covert setup she had engineered.
He trusted Hazel Carring's little socialite friend.
He trusted that their ultimate endgames aligned perfectly.
Serena's slender fingers flew across the keyboard in a blinding blur, willingly ushering the highest-tier remote command down the encrypted pipeline straight into the asset's core processor.
Her crimson lips curled into a wicked smile.
They thought the Omega Purge Protocol was their ultimate trump card to wipe the board clean.
But to Serena, it wasn't a destruction sequence at all.


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