Chapter 5 - Operation: Trojan Daughters
The private hangar at Chicago Midway International Airport was bathed in the harsh white glare of floodlights. A sleek, matte-black Gulfstream G650 sat idling on the tarmac, its turbine engines humming with suppressed power.
Lorenzo stood at the bottom of the boarding stairs, adjusting his tactical vest, checking the magazine of his submachine gun before securing it into a specialized rack inside the cabin.
Behind him, five small duffel bags were loaded into the cargo hold—each one packed not with clothes, but with custom-built drone parts, encrypted satellite modems, and enough high-tech espionage gear to overthrow a small government.
"I am only saying this once," Lorenzo said, turning around to face his daughters, who were lined up in a neat row wearing matching black leather jackets. "Once we touch down in St. Petersburg, you stay inside the armored transport. You do not hack into Russian military satellites, you do not detonate remote explosives, and you certainly do not leave my sight."
"Understood, Commander," Maya saluted sarcastically, leading the girls up the stairs into the aircraft.
Lorenzo let out a long, exhausted sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. He was the most feared crime lord on the continent, yet he had just been drafted into a covert rescue mission led by five seven-year-old tactical masterminds.
As the jet roared down the runway and lifted off into the stormy night sky, Lorenzo walked back into the main cabin.
Lily was busy mapping out the architectural blueprints of the Volkov compound on a digital interface, while Zoe and Chloe were arguing quietly over the payload capacity of a remote-controlled demolition drone.
Lorenzo sat down across from Maya, who was casually sipping a juice box while analyzing a live satellite feed of a heavily fortified snow-covered estate outside St. Petersburg.
"You're entirely too much like me," Lorenzo muttered, shaking his head.
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"Consider it genetic karma, Father," Maya replied without looking up from her screen. "Now, if we’re going to breach Volkov’s primary underground vault where Mother is being held, we need to talk about the tactical distribution of C4 explosives."
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