Amira's expression was unreadable, but her fingers tapped rhythmically against the table, her signature habit when she was already crafting a strategy in her mind. "Is the entire military unit under his control corrupt, or is it just him and a few key people?"
Megan shook her head, exhaling. "From what I remember, there are at least two or three high-ranking officers in that camp with clean records. They were well-respected even before the surge. But we don't know what's happened to them now. They could be dead, imprisoned, or forced to follow orders and we won't know until we get there."
Bella, who had been sitting back with her arms crossed, narrowed her eyes and finally spoke. "And what if those so-called 'clean' officers aren't as clean as we think?"