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I nod, the weight of responsibility settling on my shoulders. "What do we do? How do we protect ourselves?"

Leo leans back, fingers steepled in thought. "We can't afford to show weakness, but we also can't underestimate the danger. Cipher has information, and he's using it strategically."

I take a deep breath, my mind racing. "Should we involve the others and let them know about Cipher's threats?"

Leo's expression darkens. "Not yet. We handle this internally. Keep it contained. The last thing we need is panic."

In the dim light of my room, Leo and I exchange determined glances. This war, fought in the shadows, has become ours, and Cipher's cryptic threats echo like distant thunder, signaling a storm on the horizon—one that could either cleanse or destroy everything in its path.

“Tell Cipher you can’t break into their servers no matter what you do,” Leo instructs.

I nod and quickly do as he commands.

Before Cipher responds, Leo yanks me away from the computer. I have no idea why until the loud crack of a gunshot reverberates through the room as Leo takes swift and decisive action. My eyes widen in shock as the screen shatters into fractured pixels. Fragments of my digital pursuit scatter across the room, extinguishing the glow of the monitor.

Leo stands there, his expression unreadable, the lingering scent of gunpowder hanging in the air. The gravity of his choice weighs heavily on both of us.

"Why did you—" I start to ask, my voice barely a whisper.

"We can't afford any traces leading back to us,” Leo interrupts, his tone firm. “The less they know about what you uncovered, the safer we are. Cipher's threats needed to be neutralized."

A tense silence envelops the room, broken only by the fading echoes of the gunshot. Leo's eyes meet mine, and there's an unspoken understanding—a shared acknowledgment of the harsh realities we face in this perilous world.

As the digital remnants of my investigation vanish into the void, a heavy realization settles within me. The shadows we navigate are darker and more treacherous than I ever imagined, and the stakes have never been higher. In this clandestine dance of power and danger, I've become entangled, forced to confront the consequences of seeking the truth.

Leo's gaze holds mine, his words lingering in the air. "We'll weather this storm, but remember, not everything is as it seems, and trust is a luxury we can't always afford."

“But what do we do now?” I whisper.

Leo sets his jaw. “Leave it to me,” he utters, his tone raw and cold.

I shiver. I’m glad he’s on my side, but I still don’t know if I’ve aligned myself with evil…

twenty-eight

The next day, Leo has a meeting with Cara and me. The three of us sit in his office, the air heavy with tension and the weight of our shared secrets. I glance between Leo and Cara, uncertainty etched across my face. It's a pivotal moment where truths are laid bare, and the consequences remain uncertain.

Leo leans forward, steepling his fingers as he addresses Cara. "Olivia has uncovered critical information about Derrick's assignment. He was tasked with assassinating the president."

Cara's gaze doesn't waver. She seems almost unflinching in the face of this revelation. It's a subtle acknowledgment that there's more to her than meets the eye.

"I was aware of Derrick's assignment," she admits, her voice measured. "The Scarlet Vipers have their claws embedded deep within the government. The vice president is their pawn. He’ll do whatever they want.”

My eyes widen. The Scarlet Vipers' tendrils reach into the highest echelons of power, orchestrating a sinister dance with the fate of nations as the stakes. It's a revelation that eclipses the personal vendetta I once held against them.

Cara continues, her gaze fixed on Leo. "The Obsidian Shadows have been walking a delicate tightrope, navigating between these corrupt elements. Our actions have been a counterbalance, preventing the Scarlet Vipers from tipping the scales entirely in their favor. After Derrick died, they were left scrambling. They thought you uncovered their plan and took out Derrick to thwart them."

I stiffen. “So they don’t know that I killed him?”

Cara looks at me sympathetically. “They’ve since learned that, yes.”

“Do they know…” I glance at Leo and then away.

“They highly suspect that you’ve been an Obsidian Shadow for a lot longer than you actually were,” Cara says softly.

I swallow hard. “What does that mean?”

“It means you truly can’t leave this facility,” Leo muses.

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