That night, Lily hardly slept at all. Suffocating and unrelenting, the weight of Daniel's words hung over her like a thundercloud. You have total faith in the leaker.
In her heart, she knew they had a traitor among them, but she wanted to brush it off as just another one of his tricks. And all of their hard work would be in vain if they couldn't identify the person quickly.
The sun was shining through the safe house's windows, and the morning was cold. When she entered, Ethan was already up and drinking coffee at the kitchen table, his piercing eyes darting up.
He put down his cup and muttered, "You look like hell."
Lily didn't want to argue. "I was unable to stop thinking."
Ethan gave a knowing nod. "What did Daniel say?"
After some hesitation, she took a seat across from him. "What if Ethan is correct?"
He clenched his jaw. "You believe one of us is betraying the country?"
