Chapter 61
The safe house was unusually quiet when we returned, the weight of the night's events hanging heavily over us. Victor sat on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped together, eyes darting nervously around the room. It was clear he was still grappling with his decision to defect.
Alex locked the door behind us, double-checking the security systems. Natalia placed her weapon on the table and leaned against the wall, watching Victor like a hawk. Oracle sat at her workstation, typing away as she pulled up the latest intel on Kravchenko and Redmond.
"Start talking," Natalia said, breaking the silence.
Victor looked up, his face pale. "I don't even know where to begin."
"Start with Redmond's plans," Alex said, his tone sharp. "Why is he moving so quickly? What’s he planning to d
