Chapter 87

I'd been following leads for months now—chasing rumors, avoiding double-crosses, and unraveling threads that brought me further into the depths of the enemy's lair. It was raining hard tonight across the deserted industrial district, and that's where I finally found it: a hidden vault. Located behind a fallen brick wall in an abandoned warehouse, the vault was virtually invisible, hidden behind walls of rust and desolation. I had heard rumors of its existence—whispers that it held evidence so damning that it would vanquish our enemies—but all believed it to be a myth. And yet, here I stood facing its heavily armored door.

"Liam, are you sure?" Elena's voice crackled in my headset. I heard the worry in her tone as if she were right there with me, warning me.