Shortly after Kalix received the call from Sean, he drove straight to the underground base—an isolated facility buried beneath layers of surveillance and silence. Stanley was already there, pacing beside a long table, a map rolled open in front of him.
The grim expression on his face wasn't new, but the glint of urgency in his eyes told Kalix this wasn't just another cold lead.
Something was different.
Kalix and Sean took their seats without a word. Stanley didn't waste time—he pointed to a location circled in red on the map.
"Why are you showing us this?" Kalix asked, eyes narrowing.
Stanley didn't immediately answer. Instead, he looked at both of them, then back down at the circled mark.
"This," he said, voice low, "was one of the places my sister was taken. At least… one of the hideouts we never fully understood."
Kalix frowned. "We know this place. We raided it years ago. It was abandoned by the time we got there."
