The photo arrives just after dawn. It slipped through a secure line, untraceable, as it should be.

Mathias studied it for a long time, elbows resting on the glass desk, a whiskey bottle placed in front of the laptop he was working with not long ago.

In the photo, Alina is in a. Mid-argument. Her expression caught between anger and confusion. Rosa beside her, finger pointed, face twisted in something that looks like guilt more than fury. Someone took this from a distance, but the emotion bleeds ...