She looks back at me.
And yeah—
We’re not done.
Not even close.
But now?
Now we’ve got a new piece on the board.
And maybe—
Just maybe—
He’s on our side after all.
49
Mila
The storm finally starts to ease.
Not gone.
Just… quieter.
Like the world is catching its breath after everything we just survived.
Inside the safehouse, the air is heavy with it—gunpowder, rain, adrenaline still clinging to every surface.
Delta Five moves slower now.
Not relaxed.
Just… resetting.
We all are.
But I don’t let myself settle.
Not yet.
Because this—
Thisis what we risked everything for.
I step back toward the table, the device still active, still humming with quiet, controlled power.
Waiting.
Ethan joins me.
Ronan just behind him.
Jase at my side—close enough that I can feel the heat of him, the steady presence that hasn’t left me since this started.
Daniel stands across from us.
