LOGINI quickly followed behind her. We walked down the corridor and stopped in a dining room. A refrigerator stood against one of the walls.I headed straight for it."Hanna, slowly."I carefully pulled open the refrigerator door. The light inside immediately flickered on. Cold air brushed against my face.There was still some ready-to-eat food on the lower shelf. Several bottles of water. Some fruit.I immediately searched for a bag large enough to carry supplies. After finding one inside a kitchen cabinet, I unzipped it and began stuffing in anything that would last.Behind me, Rose stood with her back to me, gripping her pistol tightly.
Hanna's POV....................................................................Everything had spiraled out of control.I had been here for twenty-four hours now, locked inside the laboratory. I had opened every classified file and sent all of them to Harry.There had not been a single reply.Rose sat in silence, staring at the two remaining vials of poison inside the oven. Meanwhile, Dr. John had left this place twelve hours ago.We were living here without internet, phones, or television. David actually had a bedroom and a television somewhere in this house, and I knew well enough where those rooms were. But Rose had forbidden me from leaving the laboratory, even for a single step.Countless times, I had been tempted to walk out and check for myself.Maybe there was news about Harry.Maybe there was news from the police.Maybe there was something that could explain why he hadn't responded.But every time I stood up and approached the door, Rose's words echoed through my head again.
HARRY'S POV.......................................................................................................“Yes, sir? You wanted to see me?” I stood directly in front of him.The Chief of Police ended his phone call just as I closed the office door behind me. He let out a sigh and motioned for me to sit down.I pulled out the chair across from him and sat. My heart beat a little faster. Usually, if he called me directly to his office, it meant something important was going on.The Chief of Police folded his hands on top of the desk. His sharp gaze studied my face for several seconds before he finally spoke.“How much evidence did you get, Harry?”“A lot, sir. And I caught the suspect in the middle of a transaction.”I shifted slightly in my seat. My heart was still beating faster than usual. The Chief of Police kept his eyes on me before speaking again.“Do not continue this case.”I didn't answer. I simply stared at him, trying to make sure I hadn't misheard.“Let's stop at
DAVID'S POV.........................................................................................................................................Greece was actually a beautiful place.I had spent part of my childhood here with my mother. We once vacationed in a place called Santorini, a cliffside village painted white, with blue-domed churches and the most breathtaking sunsets I had ever seen. I had even learned Greek while I was here.Later, when I returned to America, I deliberately joined Greek communities just to continue learning their language.Not only that, I had once researched the best universities in Greece and seriously considered pursuing my medical studies here.Then something terrible happened.I let go of all those plans and lost hope.“Let me drive. You can come along,” I said to Yohan, the mysterious American.I didn't even know who his family was or what city he came from. My father had dumped him here. He lived as a spy, committing crimes in other people's cou
The words hung in the air, crushing the breath from my lungs.It took only a few words to freeze me in place.David is in Greece.Greece?Greece?"I'm sure it's hard for you to understand all of this," Dr. John said.Then he trailed off.Just like a doctor stepping out of an operating room, preparing to deliver bad news to a patient's family.And I wasn't expecting anything good.A second later, Dr. John spoke."I have to save him, Hanna. He's in danger."
Back to Hanna’s POV’s..........................................................................................................................................................We opened the second file, the green one.When its hard cover was lifted, hundreds of names appeared in neat rows, field operatives (Soldiers), the masterminds behind logistics smuggling operations, black accountants who concealed the flow of billions of dollars, and even the names of high-ranking politicians and law enforcement officials who were on their payroll. Every name was accompanied by an encryption code, area of operation, loyalty status, and a designated "elimination method" should they ever dare betray the organization.We went through the files one by one, reading every name and studying the photographs attached in the upper-right corners. Some belonged to government officials; others were ordinary citizens. Each time a page turned, the rustling paper sounded like a death sentence being handed down
Arriving in front of the giant gates of Mr. Thomas's residence, David stood tall, scanning the entire luxury estate from end to end. His sharp eyes seemed to be mapping out every inch of the building, which looked more like a fortress than a home.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Bella and I didn't go inside. Instead, we got into a black van, without David. Yes, without David. It was just me and Bella in David’s van.I contacted Dr. John and left Bella so she
“Hey... calm down. We’re going to be okay.” I touched Bella’s shoulder, trying to soothe her, even though I was terrified myself.The trees around us seemed to urge Bella and me to leave immediately. The rustling bushes and falling branches added to the eerie atmosphere.I gripped Bella’s arm tightl
And just as I stood in front of the door, a guard appeared from the shadows, wearing a black uniform, a flashlight in one hand and a weapon slung over his shoulder.Our eyes met.







