Ronan’s POV

In the file were a series of photographs and documents. The first was a photograph — grainy, black and white of course. Was this gotten from surveillance footage? It featured a hooded figure. They weren't familiar but the background was.

Too familiar in fact.

Greaves watched me with unreadable calm.

I flipped the page. Then another. More and more figures in locations that were eerily familiar. The images and reports even had time stamps, dates, and more curiously… A map. Not just any map — on highlighting my territory.

My curiosity turned cold as I stared at him. A million and one questions I needed to ask. “You...