Kalena's words struck like a boulder breaking the surface of a calm lake, sending ripples of shock throughout the room.
The crowd froze in stunned disbelief, and those who had been standing near Nelia instinctively took a step back, as though she were repulsive trash.
"You accuse me of being an undercover agent? Do you have any evidence?" Nelia asked, her voice steady, though tension crackled in the air.
"Of course I do," Kalena replied, her voice high-pitched with triumph, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
With a swift motion, she clicked the remote in her hand, and the screen behind her flickered to life.
The image revealed a park scene. A man in black speaking with Nelia. Despite the dim lighting, the unmistakable scar on his face and the spider-like tattoo across his back were
