Episode 36

The hum of the private jet was a lullaby, a stark contrast to the gnawing unease that had settled in Hans’s gut. Istanbul had been a blur of calculated movements and hushed threats, culminating in a chilling confirmation: Sadie was a target. The Gamoras, a Hydra of a criminal enterprise, had decided she was a liability, a loose end tied to her father's past. And Hans, the Viper, was now tasked with protecting her, not just from the shadows, but from the very organization that employed him.

"Bucharest," Hans announced, the word tasting like ash in his mouth. He watched Sadie’s face, searching for any flicker of fear, but found only a quiet resolve. She had shed layers of her past in the whirlwind of their recent experiences, and with each revelation, a new strength had emerged. He’d seen her vulnerability, her pain, but also a fierce tenacity that mirrored his own.

"Bucharest?" Sadie repeated, a small smile playing on her lips. "Sounds… exotic. But why Romania? And Hungary?"