Allison's POV.

I woke up groggy, disoriented, and in a place that wasn’t the hospital. The walls were bare, the room a bit dark, and the air was filled with the scent of antiseptic.

I glanced around, trying to piece together my fragmented memories. This wasn’t the sterile, cold environment of a hospital. This was different, more clandestine. I realized I was in one of our secret agent hideouts—The Sanctuary. The realization brought a slight sense of relief amidst the confusion.

By my side was Mia, her face was of concern and relief. She looked up from the small medical kit she was holding, her eyes softening when she saw...