C157

Ethan’s POV

We were running out of time. The files Grayson had decrypted were a ticking time bomb. If we didn’t act fast, the syndicate would wipe out all traces of their operation—and us along with it. The safe house was quiet now, the only sound the faint hum of the laptop as it worked to download the files onto a secure drive.

Lila sat across from me, her fingers drumming against the table