The Mediterranean sea fog had thickened into an impenetrable grey wall that swallowed the stars and reduced visibility from the cliffside terraces to less than ten meters. The air was cold, damp with ocean brine, and heavy with the electric, suffocating silence of an impending war. Deep within the subterranean control room of Villa Poseidon, the atmosphere was coiled tight as a tripwire. Red emergency tactical lighting bathed the steel…
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