(Dominic’s POV)
The war room was silent when Ava left—her presence like a storm that came and went, leaving nothing untouched in its wake.
I stood at the table long after the sound of her footsteps faded, staring at the map like it might rearrange itself and give me a better answer. The flickering candlelight caught the edges of every mountain pass and rogue trail. Routes we had memorized. Paths only a handful of us were supposed to know.
And yet… they’d been waiting.
I traced my finger down the path Ava’s unit had taken, eyes narrowing on the point where it all went wrong. I replayed the movement list in my head. Who had access? Who had signed off on it?
It wasn’t a long list.
The crack in our wall wasn’t coming from the outside. That much I was starting to understand.
The door cre
