“If that attack the other night wasn’t enough, we need to launch something bigger.”

Leviana narrowed her eyes, her voice icy as she looked at Rendra and Kavin, seated across from her in her office. On the glass table lay printed articles, event schedules, and a list of names that needed to be “handled.” The city lights outside reflected her face on the window like the shadow of someone merciless.

Rendra nodded quickly. “We’ve already lost one flash drive, Miss. The physical attack did rattle them, but if we really want to silence her, we need a narrative that can’t be questioned.”

Kavin added, his tone low, almost like a...