“Ma’am… please, I don’t want to do this,” he whispered as a strip search was ordered. That night, a disguised admiral witnessed everything firsthand and uncovered a hidden truth that exposed Seabrook’s darkest secret to light.

Just control.

Elena noted it, quietly filing it away.

“I’m here for a scheduled audit,” she said, her tone even. “If there’s a discrepancy, I’m happy to wait while it’s resolved through personnel.”

Marcus gave a faint smile, the kind that didn’t reach his eyes. “We’ll resolve it,” he said. “But first, we’re conducting a full search.”

There it was.