The weight of the stolen code hung heavy on Erick's shoulders. It wasn't just any code; it contained details about a hidden network of operatives, safe houses, and resources scattered across the globe. With this information in Miller's hands, their entire operation was at risk.
"We need a plan," Nadia, the tech whiz, announced, her voice sharp with urgency. "Miller's going to come after us hard. We can't stay here."
A tense silence filled the safe house. Everyone knew Nadia was right. They were exposed, vulnerable. But where could they go? The world was a vast chessboard, and Miller held the advantage.
Erick, his jaw clenched tight, stared at the flickering holographic map projected in the center of the room. His eyes scanned potential safe houses, each one a flickering red dot under potential threat. Then, his gaze landed on a small, unassuming dot nestled in the Himalayas – a remote monastery, a place his father had once mentioned.
"We head to Shangri-La," he declared, his voice firm with a newfound resolve.
A collective gasp rippled through the room. Shangri-La? The legendary lost paradise? It seemed like...