Berlin was ablaze.
Not the entire city—just a sterile section of it. Yet for Sienna Blake, it felt as if the whole universe had shifted dramatically. From the observation ridge overlooking the Axiom compound, the distant flames flickered like a secondary sun obscured by a veil of smoke. Sirens echoed somewhere below, muted by the wind and distance.
And then there was silence.
Lulu’s silence.
She hadn’t screamed. She hadn’t pleaded. She hadn’t said farewell.
She simply left—quietly, fiercely, with that half-smile that conveyed Don’t turn this into a scene, babe. Just win.
Sienna found herself frozen. She couldn’t even blink. It wasn’t until Jack’s hand grasped hers and squeezed that she realized she had been holding her breath, pulling her back into reality.
“She knew,” Jack whispere
