You Won't See Me Coming
Yuri sat across from Fiona in a dark room, the tension hanging thick in the air. The heavy shadows of the space matched the weight of the conversation that lay between them.
A single lamp cast a low light over the table, flickering slightly, as though it too was uncertain of the path ahead. Yuri's eyes, usually sharp and unyielding, were tired but focused, her mind already deep in thought. She had been running on pure willpower ever since the coup.
Fiona, leader of A X E, sat calmly across from her, poised and ready for whatever came next.
"What have we found out?" Yuri asked.
"Vladimir and Solomon aren't making any moves," Fiona began, her voice quiet but firm. "They're staying put, keeping clear of Southside."