The morning sky was already fully bright, but the atmosphere inside the safe house still felt heavy.
Marcus Sterling's call had left an undeniable mark.
Ethan stood by the cracked window, staring at the empty street outside. Sunlight streamed through the broken glass, falling in thin lines across the floor.
But his thoughts were far from that morning light.
Daniel finally broke the silence.
"I don't like this."
Leonard Graves raised an eyebrow.
"Which part?"
"All of it."
Daniel walked closer to the table where his laptop was still open.
"Marcus says the attack wasn't his doing. Victor says Ethan's father was involved. Then suddenly Marcus calls to warn us."
He looked at Leonard.
"All of this feels like a bigger game."
Leonard smiled slightly.
"Because it is."
Victor Hale was still sitting on the couch with a tense face.
"If Marcus isn't lying… then someone else ordered the attack."
Ethan finally spoke up.
"And that person probably knows we're investigating."
