Becky's POV
The weight of the encrypted phone in my grasp seemed like a ticking time bomb, one that may either save us or wipe out what we had been battling for. Marcus's disclosure stood in the air, the weight of what we were about to undertake to sink squarely on my chest. We were about to destroy a whole system of power that went well beyond our reach, not only The Broker. The hazards had never been more acute.
I turned to Leo, standing across from me, eyes closed in contemplation as his arms crossed his chest. Though I could tell he was suffering, he had always been the strong one, the protector. His face showed fine lines of anxiety, wrinkles absent from his face when this all began. Though he had become tired of maintaining our safety, he had not given up. Never would he do it.
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