Chapter 67 Tangled Nights

The rain had not let up since morning, as if the skies reflected the tempest within Michelle Chu's soul. She stood at the window of her condominium, looking out over the city shrouded in twilight. Her fingers gripped the edge of the curtain. She was always called "Atlas" the name that once made syndicates kneel, a name drenched in blood, power, and silence. But tonight, that name seemed far away, a part of her that she had buried long ago.