They laughed at her for wearing a patch, assuming it meant nothing and dismissing her entirely. But when she turned around and revealed the tattoo beneath it, the truth shocked everyone and instantly silenced the room.

“That someone…?”

She met his eyes, and for the first time, there was something there—not anger, not defiance, but something deeper. Something final.

“He’s not here to answer questions.”

Redding didn’t push further. He simply nodded, dismissing her.

But the story didn’t end there. It never does.