Chapter 63

Alex’s POV

My phone vibrated discreetly in my pocket, pulling my attention away from the somber atmosphere. I glanced around, ensuring no one noticed my distraction, and quickly retrieved my phone. A single text message illuminated the screen, its sender unknown. Curiosity piqued, I opened the message, and its contents revealed a familiar tone.

“Meet me at the bar downtown. I have intel that might be of interest to you.”

A rush of recognition flooded over me as I realized the sender was the same mysterious informant who had aided me in previous high-profile arrests. Intrigued yet cautious, I contemplated the message. If there was valuable information to be had, it could potentially lead to preventing a catastrophic event. With a sense of urgency, I resolved to meet this informant and uncover the truth.

The bar was dimly lit, its atmosphere veiled in a mix of conversation and subdued music. I scanned the room, searching for the figure I had come to meet