She looked outside; the dazzling white hill beckoned. "The government wants Five Points and B13 destroyed; I am wanted for murder, and nowhere is safe. The only way we can be free is to prove the president is behind it all. If there’s proof, it’s in that house—either evidence from her MI or a direct confession—and I’m going up there to get it." She dropped her hands to the table. "I’m not an idiot. The chances of getting in there, getting what we need, and getting out are remote, but I’m going anyway. It’s time to take a stand." She faced them, heart thumping in her chest, adrenaline fizzing through her system.