The Surgeon Forgotten Wife
"Can you identify the thief?"
Ethan replayed the recording. A hooded figure entered through the rear entrance with calm, professional precision. Without hesitating, the intruder walked straight to the bookshelf, opened the hidden compartment, removed the journals, and disappeared.
Dizer frowned, studying the intruder's movements. "He knew exactly where they were."
Adrian nodded grimly. "Someone told him."
Benjamin's expression hardened. "There's a traitor."
"Wait," Ethan said, slowing the footage down and enlarging one frame. As the thief reached for the journals, his sleeve slid back slightly, revealing a distinct tattoo—a black compass with a broken north point.