The safe house was no longer safe.
After the ambush, Selene gathered the team in the cramped back room, the weight of suspicion hanging heavy in the stale air. Every glance seemed a question; every silence, an accusation.
Marrow paced, jaw tight. "We can't trust Rafe. He vanished the moment things got dangerous."
Lina's eyes darted to the door. "But what if he's playing both sides? Maybe he's a double agent."
Calder slammed his fist on the table. "We don't have time for paranoia. We need a plan."
Selene held up a hand, commanding silence. "We'll find out the truth. But for now, we have to act. Harrow won't wait."
She turned to Lina. "Can you trace Rafe's signal?"
Lina nodded. "I'll try. But it's risky."
Outside, shadows shifted as Harrow's agents tightened their grip on the city. The rebellion was a flicker against an overwhelming force.
Selene's voice hardened. "We fight—not just for survival, but for freedom."
As they prepared for the next move, trust was the only weapon slipping through their fingers.