Damien’s mind was racing, his thoughts moving in every direction as he processed the woman’s cryptic words. Viktor’s move was in play, and from the look on her face—her panicked expression—Damien knew they were running out of time. Whatever Viktor was planning, it was bigger than they had imagined.
Elena, ever the strategist, was already moving, her sharp eyes scanning the room as she processed the new information. She hadn’t said a word since the woman had disappeared into the shadows, but Damien could feel the weight of her thoughts as if they were palpable in the air around them.
“We need to move fast,” Elena finally spoke, breaking the silence. Her voice was calm, but the undertone of urgency couldn’t be ignored. “That woman wasn’t just scared. She was desperate.”
Damien nodded, ste
