"My sources have tracked Lydia to an isolated cabin in the neutral territory," Kane explained, spreading a map across the table. "If we move quickly, we might catch her before she relocates again."
The map was marked with meticulous precision, Kane's intelligence training evident in the detailed notations about patrol schedules and territorial boundaries. His finger traced a winding path through the forest, avoiding known checkpoints.
I studied the route, noting its proximity to areas known for rogue activity. "It's dangerous territory," I observed. "Especially with rogues still patrolling after the recent attacks."
"Which is why I should go alone," Kane said seriously.
"Absolutely not," I countered immediately. "We do this together or not at all."
Something flickered in Kane's eyes—c
