The news hit campaign headquarters like a thunderclap. Magnus Volkov was planning to flee.
For several seconds after Clara delivered the intelligence report, nobody spoke.
Chairman Elias was the first to break the silence. *Are we certain?"
Clara nodded.
"As certain as we can be."
She opened additional files on the conference screen. Intercepted communications. Financial transfers.
Private flight arrangements. Offshore asset movements. Everything pointed toward one conclusion. Magnus was preparing an exit.
Not next month. Not next week.
Now.
Elena folded her arms. "He knows he's losing." "More than that," Clara replied quietly. "He knows we're getting close."
The room fell silent again.
Because everyone understood what she meant. The election sabotage.
The power outages. The assassination attempts. The financial attacks.
