A Mysterious Organization

The following days were a blur. Yasan barely slept, her mind consumed by the search for answers. She'd barely had time to process the shock of what she'd uncovered before another lead surfaced—a cryptic message left for her by someone who claimed to be a former member of The Network.

Alex.

He had reached out through an encrypted message, warning her to trust no one. According to him, The Network wasn't just a criminal organization—it was a well-oiled machine with its fingers in every pie, from politics to tech companies. They had their hands in the city's power structure, pulling strings and manipulating events.

Yasan couldn't help but be suspicious. Could she trust Alex, someone claiming to be an insider? But she had no other leads. She had to take the risk.

The meeting took place in an old diner on the outskirts of the city, a place where it was easy to disappear into the shadows.

Alex was waiting for her when she arrived, sitting alone in a booth at the back. He was an older man, his face rugged and scarred as though he had seen far too much. When he saw Yasan, he stood up, his eyes scanning the room quickly before he gestured for her to sit.

"Sit," he said, his voice rough. "We don't have much time."

Yasan slid into the booth opposite him, her curiosity piqued. "Who are you? And why should I trust you?"

Alex studied her for a moment, his eyes sharp. "Because I'm the only one who can help you, kid. The Network has been tracking you for longer than you think. They know about the device, and they know you're starting to figure things out. That's why they're coming after you."

Yasan's breath caught in her throat. "What do you mean? How do you know all of this?"

Alex leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Because I used to be one of them. And they'll stop at nothing to keep their secrets safe."