“Feels like déjà vu… But you look like you’re hiding something important, mate.” Malcolm’s gaze was fixed intently on me now.

“No, nothing too important. It’s just… the cloak that the mysterious person wore in the footage looks a lot like the one the intruder had the other day,” I folded my arms, trying to divert his attention.

I didn’t want Malcolm finding out about Kael this soon, not before I confirmed for myself who was really behind that cloak.

Could it really be Kael?

That’s all that was on my mind now. But if it was him… why would Kael do this to Black Widow? Who sent him? Which...