"You want to run a false flag operation using me as bait," Ral said, his analytical mind cutting through Elena's careful phrasing to reach the operational core. "Make the rogue team believe I've cooperated while actually feeding them nothing."
"Not nothing," Elena corrected, pulling up a secure tablet that showed files Ral recognized immediately—CIA operational documentation, but with subtle alterations his trained eye caught within seconds. "We feed them intelligence that appears legitimate but is actually controlled deception. Real enough to satisfy verification, false enough to protect actual assets."
Nikolai moved closer, studying the documents with professional interest. "These are sophisticated forgeries. Who prepared them?"
"Someone within American intelligence who wants this sit
