“Then what?” Dom asked.
I looked at the evidence again, at James's note.
“We go to someone inside the system. Someone high enough to have real power but outside Harrow's immediate network, someone who can use this evidence to launch an official investigation without exposing us as the source.”
“Who?” Troy was finishing Dom's stitches now, wrapping the arm with professional care.
“I don't know yet. But Adrian will.” I started gathering the files carefully. “We need to get this back to Ravenswood, get it somewhere secure, and then plan the next move strategically instead of reactively.”
Dom stood and tested his injured arm. “Harrow knows we have this now. He knows we breached the Archive. He's going to come at us with everything.”
“Yes. Which is why we can't be predictable—can't do what he expects.” I met his gaze. “We have the ammunition to go on the offence, but we do it carefully. We take apart his network piece by piece until there's nowhere left for him to hide.”
“That could take months,” Troy said.
“Or it could take days. Depends on how well we play this.” I pulled out my phone again and called Adrian. “We have it. All of it. But we need to move locations—the enforcer saw us and they'll be tracking.”
“Understood,” Adrian said, his voice calm. “Come to Ravenswood. We'll secure the evidence and plan the next phase.”
“On our way.”
I hung up and looked at Dom and Troy. “We move now. Stay alert. Harrow's going to be scrambling to contain this, and that makes him dangerous but also sloppy. We use that.”
Troy grabbed the files. Dom checked his weapon despite the injury. I catalogued exits, calculated routes, and planned contingencies.
We left the safe house as dawn broke over London. The city was waking up, people heading to work and living normal lives where corruption was something that happened to other people, where justice was assumed rather than fought for.
We knew better.
Because we'd seen the evidence and touched the proof of how thoroughly the system had been corrupted, how many liveshad been destroyed to protect powerful people who'd learned to weaponise the law instead of upholding it.
And we weren't stopping until every one of them paid.
