The days that followed were a blur of planning, strategy, and quiet moments spent analyzing the pieces of the puzzle they were trying to solve. Adriana didn’t allow herself the luxury of distractions. The weight of what they were up against pressed heavily on her chest, but it also fueled her determination.
The lead Bastian had promised was not long in coming. A full dossier on Eleanor Sinclair’s operations, both legitimate and illicit, landed on Marco’s desk the following morning. It was a trove of information—one that, if used correctly, could dismantle everything Eleanor had built. It felt like the calm before the storm, the silence before everything shattered.
Adriana sat beside Marco as he sifted through the files. His usual steely composure was still there, but there was a shadow i
