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Chapter 29: The Baited Hook

Author: JDHWS
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-12 20:06:59

By noon, the city was still buzzing with the fallout from the leaks. Cassidy’s name was everywhere—her corruption laid bare for even the street vendors to mock over steaming bowls of noodles.

That’s why the silence was so unsettling.

No counterattack in the news. No denials. No shadow statements from her allies.

Just… nothing.

Elara sat in the operations room, scrolling through a dozen live feeds. Damien paced behind her, tapping the back of his knuckles against the door frame in restless rhythm.

“This isn’t good,” he said finally.

“She’s waiting,” Elara murmured. “Watching us. Letting us get comfortable.”

The door burst open. Marcus strode in, his phone in hand and his jaw clenched tight.

“They have her,” he said.

Elara’s head snapped up. “Who?”

“Lena.”

The footage Marcus shoved onto the screen was grainy, pulled from a street cam near the southern tram depot.

Lena, in her oversized coat and baseball cap, walking fast, glancing over her shoulder. Then—two men in black jackets steppin
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