The attic was quiet, but the internet was on fire.

Aria stood by the window, holding Adrian's tablet. The photo was still on the screen, the sunlight reflecting off it, clear as day. It was powerful. But not enough. Not yet.

"This can't be all we use," he said quietly. "If I go to war, I go with evidence."

She picked up her phone and walked away from the others.

"Maya," he said as the call connected. "I need a favor. A dangerous one."

Maya sighed at the other end. "Aria... I don't like the soun