Ayan Mukherjee Part 1: Echoes from the Dark Web Four years had passed since Berlin’s death. Four years since the gold vanished from the Bank of Spain. The world had moved on, but somewhere deep in the chaos of shifting governments, rising crypto-empires, and collapsing institutions, the legend of El Profesor endured. In the heart of Bogotá, under the guise of a salsa bar waitress, Tokyo existed—an echo of her former self. Her real name erased, her guns traded for silence. She no longer looked at the world with fire in her eyes. She drank quietly, moved with precision, and…