Chapter 215: Ethan’s Suspicion

Ethan leaned back in his chair, watching the data streams flicker across his multiple screens. The Kremlin's security network was in ruins, their financial sector on its knees, and Moscow was struggling to recover from his cyberattacks. Yet, despite Russia's collapse, his focus was elsewhere.

Something wasn't right.

Chris had called him an hour ago—not about the war, not about their enemies, but about Skylar.

"I need you to find out where she went tonight," Chris had said, his voice calm but laced with something Ethan rarely heard—uncertainty.

Skylar? Suspicious? Ethan never thought he'd hear those words from Chris.

He cracked his knuckles and pulled up the White House's surveillance logs. Skylar's security detail had accompanied her for most of the day. But then, at exactly 9:42 PM, something strange happened.

She dismissed them.

That alone wasn't alarming—Skylar valued her independence. But then, at 10:03 PM, a traffic camera in downtown D.C. caught her entering a small café. Ethan zoomed in on the footage. She wasn't alone.

His jaw tightened as the other figure's face came into focus.

Ava Sinclair.

Ethan sat up straight. The Ava Sinclair?

He quickly pulled up her file. Former university classmate. Skylar's best friend—before she disappeared for years. And now? She was the leader of a growing resistance movement against Chris's rule.

Ethan exhaled sharply. Shit.

He replayed the footage, watching their body language. Skylar looked tense. Ava leaned forward, speaking urgently. Whatever was said in that conversation… it wasn't casual.

Ethan didn't like this. Not one bit.

Chris had enemies everywhere—kings, presidents, entire nations. But this? This was close. Too close.

He grabbed his phone and called Chris.

Chris answered immediately. "What did you find?"

Ethan hesitated for half a second before saying, "You were right. She met with someone.And you're not gonna like who it was."