Chapter 212: Decoding Deception and Plots

Amelia sprinted back towards the safe house, the data chip burning a hole in her pocket. The rising sun cast long shadows across the abandoned amusement park, a stark reminder of the chaotic events of the night before. The information from the anonymous figure could be their ticket to dismantling The Shepherd's network, but the lingering doubt gnawed at her. Back at the safe house, the team gathered around the table, their faces etched with concern after a sleepless night. Relief washed over them as Amelia walked in, a tired smile dancing on her lips. "Any good news?" Jack asked, his voice gruff with exhaustion. Amelia tossed the data chip onto the table. "Maybe. We got lucky last night. An anonymous source provided this." Isabelle's eyes widened. "A source? You didn't get their name?" Amelia shook her head, recounting the encounter with the mysterious stranger. A tense silence filled the room as she finished her story. "A lone wolf defecting from The Shepherd's ranks?" Marco pon