Josiah
The frustration clawed at me like a caged animal. I paced the room, raking a hand through my hair, trying to make sense of everything that had just come to light. My thoughts were a mess of tangled threads, none of them leading to any solution that felt right, or safe. I stopped and looked back at Agatha. Her eyes held mine, calm in the storm that was rising inside me.
"This changes everything," I muttered, the weight of the words dragging at my chest. “We need to restrategize. Tighten security. I can’t let them get any closer to us.”
Agatha nodded. Determination mirrored in every inch of her. “I will,” she said firmly. “But Josiah, we need to be ready for the worst. Whoever this is, they are organized. Smart. They are not going to back off just because we put a few more guards o
