Skotos

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The King is dead. Long live the King.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>One by one heads of state fall-ritualistic symbolic and terrifyingly precise. The CIA sends in their best: Will and Thomas. They're partners in espionage and lovers in a world where one wrong move means a bullet-or worse.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Their orders? Hunt the killers. Keep it quiet. Don't die.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>From smoky jazz clubs in Paris to ancient monasteries in the Greek mountains the clues don't just lead them deeper into danger-they drag them into a shadow war where myths are weaponized and history bleeds into prophecy. As the body count climbs so do the stakes: for Europe for the future and for the love Will and Thomas barely get to call their own.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>This isn't just another mission. It's a reckoning.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And in the dark something old is waking.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>If you like fast-paced Cold War thrillers with sacred secrets whispered confessions and men who would burn the world to save each other-welcome to Code Name: Skotos.</span></p>