Becky's POV
As I walked into the safehouse, the weight of the leaked article sank in on me; the floors groaned beneath every nervous step. My name, my face, was plastered across the media with a story that distorted the facts. The public now regarded me as a traitor, someone involved in the exact crimes I had risked all to expose. The network had set its sights on me. The walls closing in and the uncertainty invading my head made sense.
Leo sat at the table, watching the story spread as he strolled around many news websites, his forehead wrinkled in concentration. His tone dark, he remarked, "They're trying to discredit everything we've done." "Exposing the actual players will almost certainly prove difficult if people start believing this."
Marcus leaned against the wall with firmly fo
