Kali leaned back on the plush couch in my room, her dark braid draped over one shoulder as she regarded me with that particular expression she reserved for people about to do something colossally stupid.
"What sort of information could you sell for that much?" she asked, her curiosity as sharp as the edge of a blade. Her onyx eyes, glinting like coal, bored into me.
I shrugged, leaning casually against the desk. "It was a chance for the Raven Network to jump to the next tier of influence," I said simply. "The kind of information that can reshape power dynamics."
Her brow furrowed as she sat up straighter. "And they just handed over billions? That doesn't happen unless they think it's a golden goose... or a poisoned one."
"Sometimes the two aren't mutually exclusive," I replied with a small smirk. "Anyway, I need more help from you."
She let out a sigh that carried the weight of a thousand reluctant favors. "Even more? What now?"
