The gunshot inside the cramped private jet shattered the horrifying silence. Breyer dropped instantly, blood spreading rapidly across the steel floor. Agent D stood tall, his pistol still aimed at Breyer, his face stripped bare of emotion. The mask of loyalty he'd worn for so long had finally fallen away.
"I'm sorry, Cassian," Agent D repeated, his voice flat. "I have to make sure the Backup Key falls into the right hands."
I didn't move for a moment, paralyzed by the betrayal. Agent D. The man I trusted above all others, the one I had just placed at the very heart of the new Syndicate structure.
"D... why?" I asked, my voice sounding distant and hollow.
"I wasn't just a Zurich mole, Cassian. I was a Coven agent planted to monitor Northvale activities since you became 'The Record Keepe
