The heavy titanium blast doors of the master stateroom hissed shut behind them with a definitive hydraulic seal as *The Obsidian Sovereign* slipped her moorings and powered out of Port Hercules. Below the waterline, four massive Rolls-Royce MTU diesel turbines hummed with muted, terrifying power, propelling the three-hundred-foot superyacht through the Mediterranean swell into international waters. Inside the stateroom, the air was suffocating with heat, the copper scent of blood,…
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