Lila let herself be pulled into the room, Sophie's grip still tight on her collar, and when she finally spoke her voice came out rough, scraped raw from smoke or grief or both.
"It didn't start the way you think," she said. "Weeks ago, I went after a Purge warehouse. Alone. I never told any of you because I didn't think it would lead anywhere, I thought it was just intel gathering, low risk." She swallowed hard. "Kelvin's tracker caught me there. And once I was inside, they recognized me. Agent Rowe. Turns out that name still meant something to people I didn't expect to still care."
"That's how it started," Diana said flatly. "Keep going."
