"It is a rogue politician," Meira whispered, her hands beginning to tremble slightly against the edge of the wooden desk.
Bisma remained standing beside the tactical terminal, his dark eyes fixed on the illuminated monitor where the decrypted political records continued to glow in the darkness of the alpine cabin. The revelation of high-level state complicity changed the entire landscape of their war against Zuan, transforming a localized corporate conflict into a dangerous battle against the highest seats of government power.
"We cannot stay in this cabin much longer," Bisma stated coldly, breaking the heavy silence that had settled over the room. "Once Zuan realizes we hold these records, he will use every political asset at his disposal to sweep the entire mountain sector."
"Wher
