The cathedral bells of Prague echoed through the cold morning air as I stared at the message Kara had just left in the encrypted channel. Five words. That was all.
"They know you're in Prague."
I didn’t know whether to feel fear or awe at how fast they moved, whoever they were. The message arrived only minutes after George and I touched down at Václav Havel Airport. Monica was still decrypting parts of the flash Kara had given us, but one thing was clear: whatever we were about to walk into, it was already in motion.
"We need to find Alric Voss," George said, slinging the duffel bag over his shoulder. "Before they find us."
"Kara said he wouldn't meet us directly. "Only through the gatekeeper," I replied, scrolling through the files she'd left on a second encrypted phone. "That name, J
