An agent approached Evan carefully. “Are you hurt?” Evan shook his head, still clutching the case. “That unit belonged to your father,” the agent said quietly. “He was one of our finest agents. He stored evidence of Calder’s double-work. Calder was after it for years, and this was his last chance.” Evan felt his knees weaken under the weight of the knowledge.
The agent opened the case gently, revealing dossiers, coded notebooks, and encrypted drives pointing to Calder. “Your father saved everything, but we didn’t know where,” the agent said. “Calder silenced him before he could tell us. Now was Calder’s last chance. He knew we were closing in on him.” Evan gripped the edge of the case, fighting waves of grief.