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Behind him, the lights of Monte Carlo roared back to life, indifferent to the war that had just been fought in the shadows. He vanished into the dark, just another ghost in a city of secrets.

Elias sprinted, vaulting over a gold-trimmed divan. He reached Vane just as the man prepared to zip-line down to a waiting speedboat. With a sharp strike to the wrist, the watch—and the drive hidden inside—skittered across the marble. 🛥️ The Escape secret_service_flash_in_the_night_tv_monte_carl...

He spots the pocket watch. Vane is moving toward the balcony. Behind him, the lights of Monte Carlo roared

Elias didn't flinch. "I’m just here for the vintage, Marcus. And the data." He reached Vane just as the man prepared

Marcus Vane, a disgraced former intelligence officer. Location: The Salon Privé, Monte Carlo. The Signal: A single strobe flash from the rooftop team. 🎲 The Gamble