— CASSIAN
We worked through the night.
Mara decoded while I cross-referenced. Names. Dates. Shipments. The skeleton of an empire hidden in medical jargon and encryption.
Her father had been meticulous. Every transaction recorded. Every payment logged. Every body counted.
Bodies.
That's what these ledgers really were.
A graveyard of addicts and overdoses and lives destroyed for profit.
I'd known the Syndicate dealt in drugs. Had accepted it as part of the business. A necessary evil to fund the operations that kept us powerful.
But this was different.
This was organized. Systematic. Clinical.
Experimental treatments tested on unknowing patients. New formulas distributed through hospital pharmacies. Overdoses written off as medical complications.
All of it approved by someone at t
