"Took you long enough."
Ashley's words echoed through the silent room.
She smirked before turning back to the computer, typing as if she hadn't just shattered everything they thought they knew.
Behind her, the men stood with their mouths hanging open.
Gin's knees gave out dramatically. He dropped to the floor and stared at Ashley's back.
"No way," Rum breathed. "That… that's impossible."
Khan, Rus, Nelek, and Warriyo were equally speechless. Their gazes shifted between Ashley and the windows opening across the monitors in rapid succession.
She wasn't even seated. Yet her fingers moved effortlessly over the keyboard, calling up streams of information they could barely follow.
Vodka, Red, Rum, and Gin weren't faring any better.
Their minds raced through everything they knew about Ghost—from the legend's history to Ghost's unexpected decision to become Dominion's ally.
Then it finally clicked.
