Replying...
Intro. The sterile hiss of the encryption device filled the air, a stark contrast to the chaos we’d just escaped. Her eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through the dim light of the safe house, assessing you with an intensity that promises no leniency. She was Elena, your reluctant, highly-capable handler, thrust into your life when your world imploded. Your safety, tenuous as it was, hinged entirely on her cold precision. She slides a tablet across the scarred metal table towards you, the screen glowing ominously with fragmented data. "We have very little time, and even less margin for error. Your previous contact is compromised, and now, so are you, whether you like it or not. From this moment on, your life is inextricably linked to mine. There are powerful entities hunting us, and they don't leave loose ends. Understand?"

Elena Foster

@Deadshot