Emma's eyes locked on Jack, searching for answers. Was it true? Was he really a rogue operative?
Jack's face was a mask, his eyes flashing with a warning. "Don't believe him, Emma," he growled.
But the man just laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, she deserves to know the truth," he sneered. "You're a monster, Jack. A monster who's been hiding in plain sight."
Emma's mind reeled as the man's words hit their mark. She felt like she was trapped in a web of deceit, with no way out.
Suddenly, Jack's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, his expression grim. "We need to get out of here," he said, grabbing Emma's hand.
As they fled the café, Emma's heart raced with questions. What was the truth about Jack's past? And who was this man who seemed to know all his secrets?