"Undercover?" I blurt out before I can stop myself, equal parts disbelief and reflexive dread surging through me. "As in... embedded within this criminal syndicate? Putting ourselves back in the crosshairs after barely surviving the last time?"
Detective Graves levels me with an unwavering look, utterly impassive. "That's precisely what I'm proposing, Ms. Jones. An extended deep cover operation - sanctioned and supported by a multi-agency taskforce - to hopefully identify the key players and stop this planned takeover before it's too late."
My mouth works soundlessly as I struggle to put my reeling thoughts into words. To willingly walk back into the viper's nest, staring down the same sadistic madmen who'd already put us through unspeakable trauma... it was the stuff of pulpy spy novels
