Asher’s POV
It has been a week since I started working tirelessly to keep my people safe from the illness. The knowledge that Maris is responsible only fuels my determination to make sure no one else suffers. This isn’t just about containment anymore—scores must be settled.
"Have you done what I asked?" I ask Michael, my voice edged with frustration.
His expression remains composed as he shakes his head. "It wasn’t successful. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t find any dirt on Maris. It’s like she already knew I’d be looking. She’s wiped out every piece of evidence that could link her to this."
I exhale sharply, rubbing my temple. The weight of this entire situation presses down on me, suffocating.
"You need to do better, Michael," I say, my voice laced with irritation. "She thin
