His Greatest Weakness
Steve didn't sleep.
Not for a single minute.
The message remained burned into his mind.
Tell Sophia goodbye.
Four words.
Four simple words.
Yet they terrified him more than every diagnosis, every poison report, and every death sentence he had received.
Because for the first time...
The enemy wasn't threatening him.
They were threatening her.
At 3:17 a.m., Steve quietly slipped out of bed.
Sophia stirred slightly.
Her hand instinctively searched for him.
Even half asleep.
The sight nearly broke him.
He gently kissed her forehead.
Then walked out.
One hour later.
Mr. Tom sat across from him in a secure office beneath Clark Enterprises.
The old man looked exhausted.
Neither had slept.
Neither expected to
