Chapter 202: The Pact Beneath the Masks

The air in the sparsely furnished safe house was thick with unspoken questions and the low hum of a cheap refrigerator. It was an anonymous apartment in a forgotten corner of the city, rented under a false name by Ellie weeks ago as a contingency. Tonight, it had become a war room. Ian Palmer stood by the window, his silhouette a stark, unmoving shape against the distant city lights. The volcanic rage that had consumed him over the phone had not subsided; it had cooled, condensing into a core...