An Eye for an Eye

The cave's interior was dimly lit, the faint glow of a lantern casting elongated shadows across the walls. Caleb sat cross-legged on the ground; his tablet perched on his lap. The hum of the generator outside provided a rhythmic backdrop to his focused keystrokes. Scarlett paced behind him, her gaze flicking from the tablet screen to the cave's entrance, her nerves on edge.

"We're exposed here," she muttered, her voice tense.

Nathan, leaning against the wall with his bow at his side, gave a dry chuckle. 

"You think Grayson doesn't already know we're alive? The explosion was a big enough announcement."

Margot glanced up from where she was sharpening her blade. 

"And if he knows, he'll come. We need to prepare."

Caleb didn't look up. 

"Give me a few more minutes. The data we pulled from the outpost is a goldmine. If I can decrypt it—"

Scarlett stopped pacing and turned to face him.