Present Day - Monday Morning, 6 AM
Aria's flight from Geneva lands at JFK as the sun rises over New York, painting the city in shades of gold and betrayal.
She hasn't slept in thirty-six hours.
Her mind races through everything Agent Kim knew that she shouldn't have known.
The Geneva meeting location. The timing. The participants.
Information that came from someone inside Vale Tech.
Someone she trusted.
By 7 AM, she's in a taxi heading toward Manhattan, using the secure phone Elena gave her to call Marcus.
"Thank God," his voice is thick with relief. "How did it go?"
"Worse than I imagined. How's Sophie?"
"Asking why you left without saying goodbye."
The guilt hits harder than any threat from international criminals.
"I'll make it up to her."
"Will you? Because I'm starting to
