Sarah lingered on the rooftop after Jack disappeared down the stairwell, the city still glowing beneath the night sky. Her mind wasn’t quiet. It rarely was these days. Too many moving pieces. Too much betrayal. And somewhere deep down, she wondered if this win had come too easily.
Meanwhile, Jack moved through the corridors of Thompson Tower with a heavy sense of purpose. The message on his phone still buzzed in the back of his mind like static.
> You only win the battle, Jack. The war still breathes.
He didn’t recognize the number. No ID. Just a chill that had settled into his bones.
When he reached the lobby, the last thing he expected was to see her waiting there.
Emily was Standing by the massive glass doors, coat drawn tight around her body, a conflicted look on her face that
