Chapter 57
The villa’s opulent hallways felt eerily silent after the chaos at the harbor. Alex and I returned to our suite, our minds racing with questions. The explosion at the dock had thrown a wrench into Redmond’s carefully orchestrated plans, but it also raised new concerns. Who was behind it? And what were their motives?
Alex was already on his laptop, communicating with Oracle. His brow furrowed as lines of encrypted data scrolled across the screen.
"Anything yet?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Oracle’s trying to trace the source of the explosion," Alex replied, not looking up. "It wasn’t random. Whoever did it knew exactly where to strike without causing catastrophic damage."
"Someone’s sending a message," I murmured, my mind flashing back to the freighter and the
