The safe house in Veridian was quiet, but James's mind was racing.
He sat alone in the command center, the data from the Antarctic facility spread across the table. The Shadow Council was finished. Kael was dead. But something still didn't add up.
The messages kept coming.
His phone buzzed. Another message from the same unknown number.
You've done well, Detective. But you're still missing the most important piece. The Original One is watching.
James stared at the screen, his blood running cold. The Original One. The name that had appeared in the deepest vault. The one who'd been controlling everything from the shadows.
Elena appeared in the doorway. "You've been staring at that screen for hours. What are you looking for?"
James looked up. "The Original One. It's the name that keeps
