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Audio version of Jacklyn Taylor Stories
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Jack sat at the table in the restaurant, analyzing the latest data retrieved from their backup server. On the screen in front of him, encrypted files, lines of code, and digital maps flickered. He felt that every piece of the puzzle was finally starting to come together. However, each new discovery only deepened the mystery.
“Carl, this isn’t just smuggling,” he said, keeping his eyes on the monitor. “Mickey is planning something bigger. These routes are connected to military bases. He’s clearly preparing for something major.”
Carl stepped closer, his face turning serious.
“Do you think he’s planning an attack?”
“An attack or blackmail,” Jack replied, zooming in on the map. “He’s using Dyla to intercept control of security systems. If he activates it fully, we won’t be able to stop him.”
Meanwhile, Sam, realizing that his ties to the cartel were beginning to unravel, decided to meet with his younger brother, Ali. They chose an old warehouse on the outskirts of town for their meeting.
“Do you know what’s going on?” Sam asked, looking around. “Everything’s getting too dangerous. Mickey won’t stop until he eliminates everyone who opposes him.”
“I’m just a courier,” Ali said, his voice trembling. “I don’t know what’s going on at the top.”
“You need to get out of the game,” Sam said. “If you stay, you could be next.”
But Ali shook his head.
“You dragged me into this, Sam. I can’t just walk away.”
Tension grew between the brothers. Sam felt guilty but knew that to survive, he had to be tough.
“If you don’t leave,” he said, staring straight into Ali’s eyes, “they’ll destroy you.”
At the same time, Jack’s friends, Diana and Michael, began their own investigation. Diana, a former journalist, uncovered documents related to Mickey’s past operations.
“Here it says that Mickey was connected to several major politicians,” Diana said, showing the files to Michael. “They covered his deals while benefiting themselves.”
“That means his network is bigger than we thought,” Michael replied. “We need to pass this on to Jack.”
“But there’s something else,” Diana added, her voice tense. “These files mention a project called Alon Vizhuan. Have you heard of it?”
Michael shook his head. “But that sounds like something we need to investigate.”
Jack received the information from Diana and Michael. The mention of “Alon Vizhuan” made him think. This name also appeared in the files from the backup server.
“Carl, have you seen this?” he asked, showing him the files.
Carl frowned. “I’ve heard that name before. It’s a code name for one of the secret military operations. But I don’t know the details.”
“We need to find out what it is,” Jack said. “It could be the key to Mickey’s plans.”
Jack decided that the next step was to approach Mickey directly. He sent him a message through an encrypted channel, suggesting a meeting.
The next day, they met in a neutral territory—an empty hangar outside the city. Mickey stood in the shadows, his figure barely visible.
“You’re bold, Carter,” he said. “But that doesn’t mean you’re smart.”
“You won’t stop until you’ve destroyed everything around you,” Jack replied. “But I won’t let you do it.”
Mickey smirked. “You think you can stop me? You’re just a small cog in a big machine. I’m the one who controls the machine.”
“Then why did you come?” Jack asked, clenching his fists.
“To give you a chance to leave. Your last chance,” Mickey said, his voice icy. “Because the next time we meet, it will be your last.”
Jack returns to the restaurant with new questions and even greater determination. He knows that he has little time to unravel the mystery of Alon Vizhuan and thwart Mickey’s plans.
As Jack returns to the restaurant after his meeting with Mickey, he feels the pressure mounting. Alon Vizhuan is something significant, so important that even Mickey hesitates to speak of it directly. He knows time is working against him.
Carl is already waiting for him in the restaurant’s service area. On the table before him are documents, printouts of encrypted files, and a map.
“I found something,” Carl starts, pointing to the map. “It’s not just a name. Alon Vizhuan is a location. An old military base, abandoned back in the ’80s. But according to the data I’ve gathered, the base isn’t really abandoned.”
Jack frowns, studying the map. The base is located in a remote area surrounded by forests and hills.
“If Mickey is using this place, then he’s hiding something important there,” Jack says. “We need to check it out.”
Carl shakes his head.
“It’s suicide. We don’t have precise data on what’s there or who’s guarding the base. If we go there unprepared, we could walk right into a trap.”
“Then find me people who can help,” Jack says. “Because I can’t ignore this.”
Later that night, Jack meets with Leia again. She’s waiting for him in her restaurant, this time having closed it earlier so no one could eavesdrop.
“You’re back,” she says, pouring him a cup of coffee. “I see you still haven’t given up.”
“I don’t have that choice,” he answers, sitting across from her. “I want to know everything you know about ‘Alon Vizhuan.’”
Leia frowns, her hands trembling slightly.
“This place… it even scares Mickey,” she whispers. “He only mentioned it once, when he was drunk. He said that something there could change the entire world. But what exactly, I don’t know.”
Jack felt a tightness inside as Leia’s words confirmed his fears.
“Do you know how to get there?” he asked.
Leia nodded, but her gaze was filled with worry.
“I have the coordinates and a pass that should work at the entrance. But if you go there, you’re risking everything.”
“I’m already risking everything,” Jack said, taking the pass. “Thank you, Leia. You’ve helped more than you know.”
Meanwhile, Dexter continued working on activating Dayla. He was seeing data that Mickey had hidden even from his closest allies. A message appeared on his screen: “Access to Alon Vizhuan confirmed. Operation will begin in 48 hours.”
“They’re preparing for something big,” he whispered to himself.
Dexter knew that Dayla would be the key to controlling the base, but he also understood that activating it would have consequences no one could predict.
Back at the restaurant, Jack and Carl began preparing for the mission. They gathered all the data they had and devised a plan.
“We’ll go together,” Carl said. “I can’t let you go alone.”
“It’s dangerous,” Jack protested. “If something goes wrong, I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Carl smirked.
“You’re underestimating me, Carter. I’ve seen worse places than this base.”
The next day, Jack and Carl set off for the base. The surrounding forest was dense, and the fog covered the ground, making their path even more difficult. As they approached, they saw that the base was surrounded not only by fences but also by surveillance cameras, patrols, and alarms.
“This is worse than I thought,” Carl whispered.
“We’ll enter through an old tunnel,” Jack replied, pointing to a map Leia had given him. “If it’s still open, we can get in unnoticed.”
When they reached the tunnel, they found the entrance blocked. Jack used Leia’s pass to bypass the lock, but as soon as the door opened, an alarm sounded.
“They’ve spotted us!” Carl yelled.
They rushed inside, knowing every second counted. As they made their way through the tunnel, they heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Jack drew his weapon, preparing for a fight.
Jack and Carl found themselves trapped, surrounded by Mickey’s men. The light from the flashlights filled the tunnel, and the footsteps grew closer.
As the light from the flashlights flooded the tunnel, Jack and Carl were surrounded. Mickey’s heavily armed men slowly advanced, their footsteps echoing. Jack tightened his grip on his gun but knew they didn’t stand a chance in this situation.
“Drop your weapons,” a cold, merciless voice commanded. It was Mickey, standing at the center of the group. His figure was silhouetted by the flashlight beams, and he held a small tablet in his hands. “Or you won’t leave here alive.”
Jack slowly lowered his weapon to the ground. Carl followed his lead, casting a tense look at Jack. They were escorted out of the tunnel and taken to the base’s central building.
When they were brought into the room, they saw a massive screen covering the entire wall. It displayed a complex system of routes, codes, and data on global security systems. Mickey approached the panel and entered a few commands. An animation showing Dayla’s activation appeared on the screen.
“Welcome, Carter,” Mickey said, not turning around. “You’ve finally arrived where I wanted you to be.”
“What are you planning, Mickey?” Jack asked, his voice filled with fury. “What’s this game?”
Mickey smirked.
“This isn’t a game, Carter. This is the new order. With Dayla, I won’t just destroy old systems. I’ll create a world where no one can stop me.”
“You’re insane,” Carl blurted out, but Mickey didn’t even glance at him.
“Maybe,” Mickey replied, “but I’m the one holding all the cards.”
At that moment, the door to the room opened, and Dexter entered. His face was tense, and he held a device for shutting down the systems.
“This will stop him,” he said, looking at Jack. “I can’t let him use Dayla.”
“You’ve switched sides?” Mickey looked at Dexter with distrust, his voice turning cold. “This is your mistake.”
Before anyone could react, Mickey pulled out a weapon and shot Dexter. He fell, clutching his wound but managed to throw the device to Jack.
“Shut it down…” he whispered, before losing consciousness.
Jack grabbed the device, but Mickey already had a gun aimed at him.
“You think you’ll make it?” Mickey said. “One wrong move, and you’ve lost.”
Before Mickey could pull the trigger, Leia appeared behind him. She was holding a weapon, her gaze cold and determined.
“Let them go, Mickey,” she said, her voice trembling but firm.
“Leia?” Mickey turned around, his face a mixture of surprise and fury. “You’re playing against me?”
“You’ve kept me in the shadows for too long,” she replied. “Now it’s my turn.”
Leia fired, hitting Mickey in the arm. His gun fell, and Jack seized the moment to activate the device. Errors appeared on the screen, and Dayla’s system began to shut down.
“No!” Mickey shouted, clutching his wounded arm. “You don’t understand what you’ve done!”
At that moment, the base’s evacuation began. Security systems failed, and sirens filled the air. Leia helped Dexter to his feet, while Jack and Carl began searching for an exit.
But Mickey wasn’t going to give up. He grabbed another weapon and aimed it at Leia.
“If I go down, you’re coming with me,” he whispered.
Before Mickey could fire, Carl lunged at him, and a struggle began between them. Eventually, Carl was able to disarm Mickey, but he himself was wounded.
“Carl!” Jack shouted, rushing over to him.
“I’m fine,” Carl replied, breathing heavily. “Just go. You need to finish this.”
Jack hesitated, but he knew time was running out. He nodded and helped the others outside. They managed to escape the base just before it exploded, consumed by fire and chaos.
Jack, Leia, and Carl watched from a distance as the base was destroyed. The explosion was blinding, the dark sky lit up by flashes of fire, and the ground beneath their feet trembled.
“He’s still alive,” Carl said, barely lifting himself onto his elbow. “Mickey isn’t the type to die in flames.”
Jack nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on the ruins.
“Even if he survived, this has pushed us forward,” he replied. “We’ve derailed his plans with Dayla.”
Leia stood a little apart, her face tense. In her eyes, there was a mix of relief and guilt.
“I don’t know if we did the right thing,” she whispered. “Mickey will never leave us alone.”
Jack walked up to her, placing his hand on her shoulder.
“You did more than you could,” he said. “Without you, we wouldn’t have made it. And I swear I’ll protect you if he comes back.”
Carl breathed heavily, his wound bleeding, but he tried to stay strong. Jack helped him sit, applying pressure to the wound.
“You’re crazy, Carter,” Carl chuckled. “You’ve always been this way. But I’m proud to have been by your side.”
Jack looked at him, feeling a wave of emotion. He wasn’t used to moments like this, but he knew Carl deserved his gratitude.
“You saved me,” Jack said quietly. “And not just today. You’ve always been the one keeping me afloat. Thank you.”
Carl smiled, his eyes slightly misty.
“Just don’t let him win,” he said. “If there’s one thing I want, it’s knowing you’ll defeat that bastard.”
Jack squeezed his hand.
“We will do it. Together.”
Later, after Carl received medical help, Jack and Leia were left alone. They sat by the fire, warming up after the cold night.
“You know,” Leia started, gazing at the flames, “I always thought fear was the worst thing that could happen. But now I understand, the worst is that feeling of emptiness.”
Jack turned to her, his gaze soft.
“The emptiness will fade when you find something to fight for,” he said. “You’re already starting to do that.”
She looked at him, her eyes sparkling with tears.
“What about you? Do you have something to fight for?”
Jack paused for a moment, remembering Derek, their shared moments, their cabin, which had been his refuge.
“I do,” he replied quietly. “And I won’t let Mickey take it from me.”
The next morning, when Carl and Leia went to a safe place, Jack returned to Derek. The cabin was enveloped in silence, but there was light inside. Derek opened the door, his face lighting up with relief.
“You’re back,” he said, hugging Jack.
“I always come back,” Jack replied, holding him tight.
Later, when they sat on the porch with cups of tea, Derek broke the silence.
“You look exhausted,” he said. “Want to talk about what happened?”
Jack shook his head.
“Not yet. But I’m glad I can leave it all behind, at least for now.”
Derek squeezed his hand.
“Here, you’re always safe.”
Jack smiled, feeling the tension slowly fade. He knew there were many battles ahead, but this moment was his salvation.
Jack and Carl decide to risk everything and infiltrate Mickey’s final location. Using data from the files they obtained, they find the entrance to his hideout. The operation requires precision, and any deviation could cost them their lives.
At the base, they find a multitude of evidence confirming Mickey’s involvement in large-scale cyberattacks. In one of the rooms, Jack discovers an inactive terminal for Daila. He realizes that if they destroy it now, they can prevent the worst from happening.
However, Mickey is once again one step ahead. He personally arrives at the base and sets a trap for Jack and Carl.
Mickey meets them in the main hall, surrounded by guards. His face shows calm, but his eyes burn with malice.
“You played well, Carter,” he says. “But this is my game. And I always win.”
“You’re wrong,” Jack replies, activating the virus he had planted in the system through Dexter’s device. “Sometimes, a pawn can overthrow a king.”
The system begins to collapse, terminals shut down, and Mickey’s plans fall apart before their eyes. But he manages to escape amidst the chaos, leaving Jack and Carl with a feeling of unfinished business.
