"You have no idea what you're walking into," my father muttered, his fingers flying over the keyboard. "This isn't just about The Broker. It never was."
"Then enlighten us," Finlay said, his tone sharp and cutting. He stood by the window, peering into the darkness as if danger lurked just beyond the glass.
My father sighed, his shoulders slumping. "Give me a minute. The encryption's almost broken."
"We don't have a minute," I snapped, my nerves fraying with every second that passed. The tension in the room was suffocating, the air thick with unspoken doubts and mounting fear.
"Luciana," Finlay said, his voice low, "how sure are you that we can trust him? This isn't just any list. It could bring down governments. Corporations. People will kill to keep it hidden."
I turned to him, my ga
