Hera POV

I’m sitting in my office, my feet tapping gently on the tiled floor. The image of that pissed-off guy storming up to Finn keeps replaying in my head. Who is he? Will he be useful to our operation?

I am still waiting for feedback from Justin.

I instructed him to run his face through the system, and I’m itching for answers. Every second we waste gives Finn more time to slither away.

My phone buzzes, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glance at the screen, it's Zero.

I ...