Alexander sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers flying over the keyboard. He was scanning encrypted channels, trying for what felt like the hundredth time to make contact with Heinrich.
But each attempt ended the same way. There was no response, no signal—nothing but an empty silence on the other end. "Damn it..." he muttered under his breath.
He clenched his jaw as his frustration grew, narrowing his eyes at the screen. Heinrich had always been the one ally who kept his line open, the one person he could depend on when the rest of the world closed in.
But now… now, he was just one more link that had gone dark.
"What happened to you, Heinrich?" he asked himself. "Did they get to you too?"
He ran a hand over his face, feeling the exhaustion beginning to weigh on him. He glanced tow
