Chapter 26 Judas in the Ranks

Michael's private war room was dead silent.

The only sounds were the soft hum of the monitors, the flicker of security feeds, and the low hiss of Michael's clenched jaw. He stood with arms folded, eyes scanning the feeds as Ariella spoke rapidly into her comms, relaying the newest intel.

Vera sat in the corner of the room, hugging her knees, still