Winters Mya ((exclusive)): Abby

“I’m the one who wiped them,” Mya said softly. “I was the asset. Before I burned my own handler. I’ve been running from them ever since.” She tapped the napkin. “The location is the old Ferris wheel on the pier. Midnight. They think the height provides a clean signal. And I’m giving you the access codes because I can’t stop them alone.”

“Careful is for amateurs,” Mya said, finally meeting her gaze. A small, almost imperceptible smile played on her lips. “Professionals are just… prepared.” abby winters mya

“You’re late,” Mya said. Her voice was low, a cello note in the quiet hum of the café. She didn’t look up from stirring her tea. “I’m the one who wiped them,” Mya said softly