Calla’s POV
I had barely managed to stay on my feet when the dizziness subsided, but the unease that settled in my chest was far more persistent than the temporary disorientation. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was teetering on the edge of a precipice, and no matter how much I tried to steady myself, I couldn’t escape the pull of what was coming.
The flash drive.
I needed to know what was on it.
Cassian’s eyes were still focused on me, his brow furrowed in concern, but I could feel the tension rising in the room. The officers were still here, their presence looming like a dark cloud, but they were distracted, murmuring between themselves as they took stock of the room. They didn’t seem to notice the small, almost imperceptible shift in my focus—the way my gaze lingered on the driv
