Brenda's POV
As I sat across from Tony, the tension between us was high as the streetlights flashed outside the window. Sharp shadows were cast across his face by the faint glow of his laptop. His attention was entirely focused on whatever file he was searching through, and he had hardly spoken in hours.
"Anything?" I asked quietly.
He gave a headshake. "No names. No faces. Dead endpoints only.
With annoyance brewing in my chest, I reclined. "This person is playing with us, whoever they are."
Tony snapped the laptop shut firmly. "They have a stronger connection than Daniel did. And smarter. They knew precisely what needed to be removed.
A chill went through my body. "Now what?"
With resolute eyes, he declared, "We keep pushing." "Their pursuit of you was a mistake. I will not allow
