A Card Left to Play

With a steady breath, Dave dove into the confrontation, laying out every suspicion like a detective unraveling a case. Her face flickered with surprise, quickly hardening into anger. Dave could feel the temperature in the room rising. His suspicions had hit too close to home—why the secrecy, and why the surveillance?

Noa, unable to hold back, stormed off in a fury, slamming the door behind her like a punctuation mark on a heated argument. Dave stood frozen, a mix of disbelief and frustration. But one thing was clear—he wasn’t done yet. He still had a card up his sleeve that could change everything.