Chapter 7: The Enemy Within

The revelations about Project Black Sun had shaken Nathaniel to his core. As he left the interrogation room, he found himself walking the streets of Berlin in a daze, his mind consumed by questions. His father had been a part of something dark and dangerous, but the full scope of it was still unclear. And now, Falk was claiming that not only had the project survived, but that it was still in play—a secret both the Americans and the Soviets were desperate to control.

Back at the military compound, Nathaniel sat in his quarters, staring at the letter from General Stafford that mentioned Black Sun. There was more to this mission than he had been told. The higher-ups knew about Black Sun, and they had kept it from him. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Falk's capture was only the beginning. The real battle was for the knowledge Falk possessed—the knowledge that had killed his father.

Sergeant Tom Mitchell knocked on the door, bringing Nathaniel out of his thoughts. "You alright, Nat? You've been acting strange since we brought Falk in."

Nathaniel rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the truth pressing down on him. "It's more complicated than I thought, Tom. My father… he was involved in something called Project Black Sun. It's dangerous. Falk knows things—things that could shift the balance of power."

Tom frowned. "You think the brass knows more than they're telling us?"

Nathaniel nodded. "I do. They've been keeping me in the dark, and I'm starting to think they're playing a dangerous game."

Tom leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "So what are you gonna do about it?"

Nathaniel paused, weighing his options. He had two choices: follow orders and escort Falk back to the U.S., or dig deeper into the secrets surrounding Project Black Sun. The second option would put him at odds with his superiors, but it was the only way to get to the truth.

"I'm going to find out what really happened," Nathaniel said, his voice firm. "And I'm going to make sure my father's death wasn't for nothing."

Tom gave him a long, hard look before nodding. "Alright, then. Let's do it."