Chapter 93: The President's Secret
President Elias Geiger's office was drowned in half darkness.
He was so stiff and breathless. The live broadcast of Danielle on the rooftop had shaken something deep inside him. The girl he once tucked into bed. The girl who used to run in his garden barefoot. His baby. His only living family.
And now she was thousands of kilometers away. And still in danger.
He pressed his fingers against his temples and tried to keep his thoughts from spinning. His advisors had begged him to stay overseas. The global summit could not be delayed. His country needed stability after the chaos Ethan created.
But nothing mattered more to him than Danielle.
A knock sounded.
"Enter," he said, tired and irritated.
One of his trusted agents, a sharp man with a cold stare, stepped inside. He bowed respectfully and placed a thick black envelope on the desk. There was no stamp or return address. Just a symbol.
A crescent moon marked across the front.
