"So, have you caught him?"
The question was asked calmly, yet the atmosphere in the room tightened the moment the name went unspoken.
"No. Unfortunately, he escaped."
Anna replied.
"He concealed his whereabouts starting the day before the incident. It seems he anticipated our movements."
A quiet breath passed through the room.
Leonardo.
A man once hailed as the empire's strongest force.
A symbol of stability, power, and absolute loyalty.
And now—its greatest traitor.
Given who he was, capturing him would undoubtedly be a difficult task.
Not only did he possess overwhelming strength, but he also understood the empire's systems, strategies, and weaknesses better than anyone.
After all, he had helped build them.
But no matter how skilled he might be, no matter how far he ran, he would eventually be caught.
That was inevitable.
Leonardo's actions crossed an unmistakable line.
His actions were unmistakably treason.
