The Wrong Woman

Nathan questioned, "Where did they take you? What have they done?"

Mila approached cautiously, raising a hand to block any prying ears, her words a soft murmur in Nathan's ear. "I made a deal with them. I promised to reveal the location of hydronium if they could save you."

Nathan's expression darkened. "You've told them?"

Mila nodded, her brows furrowing in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"If they locate hydronium, won't that expose your identity?" Anxiety laced Nathan's words.

Mila acknowledged the risk. "Yes, only Mila Winkler knows the exact location for it. Once they retrieve it, my identity will be exposed.”

"Did you speak truthfully to them?”

"Yes," Mila affirmed. "I told them that it's safeguarded in a heavily fortified research facility in Sunterland, and it won't be easy for them to get it."

Restless thoughts churned in Nathan's mind as he released Mila, his fingers running through his hair in agitation.

Mila reached for his hand, her voice a soothing whisper. "Nate, if I hadn't cooperated, neither of us would have survived. With this leverage, we can get you back to Norvania safely.”

exhaled deeply, a pang of pain gripping his chest.

tomorrow,"

to touch his chest. Surprised by

wounds fully healed?" Mila's voice

All she had to do was ask, but she

gently withdrew it, his voice tinged

you have

meeting with Murray tomorrow and think of an excuse to bring me

use

affirmed, his

curiosity sparked. "Why

waned," Nathan replied as he sourced the cupboard for any viable weapons. "If he still held

"Murray truly is

its handle, pondering how to sharpen it swiftly. "Nate, are you

his resolve unyielding, "Whether we succeed or