As Lily and Ethan went over their next course of action, the night sky was a canvas of deep blues and strewn stars. With Natalie Grayson on their side, the plan's momentum had changed, but the stakes had never been higher. Jack Monroe was no fool; he knew that any mistake would have disastrous repercussions.
Lily pored over the materials Natalie had promised to provide while seated at Ethan's dining table. In the center of the table was a small black folder with contents as dangerous as a loaded rifle. Ethan stood with his arms folded at the window, watching her closely.
He broke the stillness by saying, "You haven't spoken since the meeting."
Lily looked up, her face contemplative. "I'm attempting to determine how much of this we may utilize without endangering Natalie. We will lose our advantage—and perhaps her life—if Jack suspects disloyalty.
