Chapter 15 Lines In The Sand

• The penthouse was quiet, the only sound the distant hum of the city below. Ethan stood by the window, his posture rigid, eyes lost in thought. He had a plan. A dangerous one.
• Clara sat across from him, watching as he turned the USB over in his hand. She knew that look, the sharp calculation, the cold precision. Whatever he was about to say wouldn’t be easy to hear.
• Finally, he spoke. “We use this against Alexander.”