The safe house had become a war room.
Stone stood at the center of the main room, his eyes fixed on the wall map that Wrench had assembled. Pins marked locations across the country—safe houses, supply caches, communication nodes. Red thread connected them, tracing the outline of Claire's network.
Wrench moved to his side, a tablet in his hand. "I've been going through the files. She's got operations in every major city. Safe houses, supply caches, communication nodes. She's been building this for years."
Stone nodded slowly. "We need to hit her where it hurts. Cut off her supply lines, destroy her communication nodes, and isolate her."
Elena was in the corner, her face pale, her hands clasped in her lap. She hadn't spoken since they'd returned from the facility. Stone could see the gui
