Trust, amid the political desert strewn with illusions and traps, is the most precious oasis. Michael Bennett, having tasted betrayal more than once, now understood that his fight against the tyranny of Walter Davis could not be waged alone. He needed more than just temporary allies with shifting agendas—he needed a solid core team. People he could trust completely, who brought diverse expertise and were willing to risk everything for justice. Building such a team in the midst of treachery was no easy task, but it was the only hope of bringing down a fortress of power built on lies and blood.
“The Architect?” Michael whispered, his brow furrowed in confusion. The name was unfamiliar, yet carried an ominous and threatening weight.
Daniel Hayes, breath ragged and blood pouring from his che
