CHAPTER 219 Silent Alarm

*Stavros*

The Smashed Pub was a sanctuary of shadows, its dim lights casting long, jagged patterns across my office walls. The air smelled faintly of stale beer and cigarette smoke, a reminder of the raucous crowd chanting just outside my door. I leaned back in my leather chair, the creak of it barely audible over the hum of the surveillance monitors. My eyes flicked between the feeds, each one a