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Cally Dominic: a name synonymous with ruthless efficiency and unparalleled skill within the FBI. But behind the cold exterior and legendary prowess lies a complex woman, bound by family ties and a past that haunts her every step. Forced back into the academic world she despises, Cally must navigate the treacherous waters of Oxford University, where secrets lurk beneath the surface and the line between friend and foe blurs. As she hunts a drug mafia with deep roots, Cally finds herself entangled in a web of deceit, where her very identity as an agent, a daughter, and a woman is challenged. Can she uncover the truth, protect her heart, and survive a mission where failure is not an option and trust is a luxury she can ill afford?

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Cally Dominic: a name synonymous with ruthless efficiency and unparalleled skill within the FBI. But behind the cold exterior and legendary prowess lies a complex woman, bound by family ties and a past that haunts her every step. Forced back into the academic world she despises, Cally must navigate the treacherous waters of Oxford University, where secrets lurk beneath the surface and the line between friend and foe blurs. As she hunts a drug mafia with deep roots, Cally finds herself entangled in a web of deceit, where her very identity as an agent, a daughter, and a woman is challenged. Can she uncover the truth, protect her heart, and survive a mission where failure is not an option and trust is a luxury she can ill afford?

The polished black Ferrari 005 purred to a stop outside the formidable FBI building in Washington, D.C. From its sleek interior, a tall, slender figure emerged. Cally Dominic, wrapped in a casual Adidas sports top, glanced at her wrist before ascending the grand steps. Onlookers whispered, puzzled by her informal attire in such a formal setting, especially as security waved her through without a second glance.

Her steps echoed through the corridors until she reached a door marked "General." A soft knock, then a firm "Come in!" from within. She entered the military-style office, her eyes sharp. "Good afternoon, General!" she announced, a slight bow accompanying her words. General Frederick Dominic, her father, remained fixated on his monitor.

"I am the leader of the Alva XXV team. I have received orders to carry out the mission of eradicating the drug mafia," Cally stated, her voice unwavering. A cynical smile touched her lips. "Well, I'm ready to accept the mission, sir!" she declared, a hint of danger in her tone.

Her father finally spoke, revealing the unexpected: "You are going to disguise yourself as a student at Oxford University!" Cally cursed inwardly. A student again? A role she detested. But orders were orders, especially from him. She sighed, accepting her fate. As she prepared to leave, her father pulled her into a rare, tender embrace, stroking her hair. "You came here as daddy's daughter, dear. Not as the leader of the alpha team." His words were a poignant reminder of their complex bond, a flicker of vulnerability in their otherwise professional exchange.