Ivy called Chen the moment she'd cleared customs, finding a quiet corner of the arrivals terminal away from her teammates' excited chatter about finally reaching the Olympic host city.
"Tell me what happened," she said, bracing herself for whatever fresh complication awaited.
"Petrovsky gave an interview from prison," Chen said, her voice carrying genuine, careful concern. "Apparently arranged through his legal team, published this morning in a European tabloid known for sensationalist coverage. He's claiming his entire prosecution was orchestrated by your foundation for what he's calling 'personal financial gain and reputation-building,' specifically naming you and Alexei as the architects of what he's characterizing as a coordinated conspiracy against him."
"That's absurd. He was conv
