My Story

Previously

…'No,' I whispered. 'He can't be.' 'He is,' Andrius said. 'And now they're coming for you. So you need to decide what you're willing to sacrifice to finish what he started.' The car sped into the night, and I clutched the folder, the weight of the field officer's death pressing down on me like a stone. The deadline had passed. The trap had closed. And I was still alive, carrying the truth that had already cost so many lives. The gray-eyed woman reached over and took my hand. Her grip was firm. 'We'll make them pay,' she said. 'I promise.' But as the city lights faded behind us, I wondered if that promise could ever be kept.