The man's words hung in the air, a challenge to Jack's very identity. Emma's eyes locked on Jack, searching for answers.
"What does he mean?" Emma whispered, her voice trembling.
Jack's face was a mask, his eyes flashing with a warning. "Don't listen to him, Emma," he growled.
But the man just laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, she deserves to know the truth," he sneered. "You're not who you say you are, Jack. You're a liar, a fraud."
Emma's mind reeled as the man's words hit their mark. She felt like she was living in a dream, where nothing was as it seemed.
"Who am I, then?" Jack spat, his eyes blazing with anger.
The man smiled, a triumphant smile. "You're a former CIA operative, Jack. One who went rogue, who betrayed his country."
Emma's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing with questions. Was it true? Was Jack really a rogue operative?