"This bastard... How many years has he been building this?!" William growled, his frustration evident as he slammed his fist on the table. They were inside one of their confidential facilities closest to the location where Rain was being held.
The security surrounding Michael's island was formidable, employing cutting-edge technology likely sourced from black markets. His internet infrastructure was heavily encrypted, making it nearly impenetrable even for Clifford's advanced hacking skills.
Alexander's team needed more time to crack into the system without triggering alarms.
Adding to the challenge, surveillance drones had picked up evidence of numerous armed guards patrolling the perimeter. The island was essentially a fortress, protected not only by its remote location but by an intricate web of security measures. The air, land, and sea routes to and from the island were under constant surveillance.
