Hunted a Shadowboxer File

HUNTED — a SHADOWBOXER FILE

Brill Wingfield, codename Shadowboxer, perched atop the crumbling remains of a once majestic bell tower in Prague. Through his high-powered binoculars, he tracked his target, Zhao Cheng, a Chinese diplomat with a taste for fine art and even finer espionage. Cheng had stolen advanced tech specs from DARPA, a heist that sent ripples of alarm through the intelligence community. The tech could shift the balance of power, and Wingfield’s mission was clear: retrieve or destroy the data, and eliminate Cheng.

The bell tolled midnight, its haunting chime blending with the rustle of leaves in the cold wind. Wingfield adjusted his earpiece, receiving a live feed from his handler, Kiera Thorn.

“Shadowboxer, target is moving,” Kiera’s voice crackled through. “He just left the museum. He’s heading to a secure location to meet his contact. Intercept and neutralize.”

“Roger that,” Wingfield replied, already descending the bell tower’s narrow stairs. His footsteps were silent, a ghost in the night. His black tactical gear blended seamlessly with the shadows, rendering him nearly invisible.

Cheng, oblivious to his impending fate, strolled casually through the cobblestone streets, admiring the…