As the realization settled in, Adam's expression shifted from amusement to a thoughtful frown. "Hold on a second. If Victoria's grandmother is gathering insider info for these wine makers, why did she appear to me as a stunning and mystical young woman in the forest? That's not how spies work."
Jacqueline, intrigued by the new angle, considered his words. "You're right, Adam. Spies usually blend in, but her choice of appearance seems supernatural. There's more to this than just being a spy."
Lucia added, "And if she's not just a spy, we need to figure out what she gains from helping the wine farmers grow rich. What's her angle?"
Graca, who had been quietly listening, chimed in. "Maybe she's not doing it for money. Some say she's got a pact with someone or something. A trade-off for her agelessness and ability to gather information undetected."