The hum of the sedan's engine filled the quiet space between us as we pulled away from the docks, the warehouse shrinking in Drakon's rearview mirror. The tension from the breach was still thrumming in my veins, but my mind was already spinning around the name that had echoed off those concrete walls.
"Do you think he was talking about Mayor Isaac?" I asked, turning in my seat to look over at him.
Drakon kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his hands relaxed on the wheel. "I have no idea, Kira. Isaac is a common name. It could be anyone."
"No," I insisted, shaking my head. "Something tells me it's the mayor. The way Roman said it... like it was leverage. A name that carries actual weight." I leaned back against the headrest, staring up at the roof of the car as I tried to connect the
