Fifty feet beneath the historic cobblestones of Prague and the rushing currents of the Vltava River, the subterranean refinery had been converted into an ultra-modern, soundproofed black-ops command bunker. Heavy concrete arches were reinforced with steel girders, industrial climate-control vents hissed softly, and rows of glowing server arrays cast the subterranean chambers in eerie shades of green and cyan. Alexander and Sienna moved along the wet catwalks with absolute, feline…
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