“That wasn’t one of your men guarding the corridor,” Adrian said.

“My people are stationed at the main elevators,” Miller replied.

“Then you’re already exposed,” Adrian said. “Leo knows which elevators are monitored, and he knows which stairs are clear.”

I watched them, my heart hammering against my ribs.

The room felt smaller, the walls closing in as the storm outside grew louder.

“You said you knew which of my transport agents was dirty,” Miller said, crossing his arms.

“I do,” Adrian said. “And I can get him to admit it on a live feed.”

Miller let out a short, dry laugh. “You expect me to let you walk out of here to do my job?”

“Not out of the hospital,” Adrian said. “Just down to the basement locker rooms where the staff shift changes happen.”

Adrian leaned over the bed, his fingers brushing the top of my hand.

His touch was freezing, but his grip was firm.

“I wear a wire,” Adrian said, looking directly at Miller. “I meet the runner Leo sent.”

“And what do I get?” Miller asked.