Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 110

(Thomas's

POV)

I had faced down armed men in alleyways, infiltrated some of the most dangerous organizations, and stared death in the face more times than I could count. But none of it, none of it, compared to the sheer weight pressing on my chest right then.

The hideout was dark, and the air was thick with tension as we gathered. Angel's voice had been urgent when she called the meeting, and it was clear everyone felt the shift.

Angel stood at the head of the group, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Hendrix stood beside her. He was quieter than usual but radiating an intensity that could make anyone flinch. Hande, Eddie, Bundah, Charlotte, and Dilara sat scattered across the room, sharing the same confusion and concern I had.

But Cylan wasn't there.

"Where's Cylan?" Angel asked.

Nobody answered.

My stomach churned. My pulse pounded in my ears. I couldn't keep it from them any longer.

I cleared my throat, and the sound felt too loud in the heavy silence. "I need to say something," I managed, though my voice broke slightly.

All eyes turned to me.

"I need to tell you all the truth. About me. About why I'm here."

The words tumbled out. They were unpolished but the truth. "My name isn't Thomas Allen. It's Thomas Mitchell. I'm an undercover operative. I was sent here to investigate this center and expose its illegal activities. The disappearances. The experiments. The lies."

I paused and let the gravity of my confession sink in.

"I lied to all of you. I created a persona, someone you'd trust, because it was the only way I could get close enough to uncover the truth. I never wanted to hurt any of you, but the truth is... this wasn't just about survival for me. It was a mission. And I'm running out of time."

My gaze shifted to Angel. "I told you earlier, Angel. I'm here to take down Dr. Joe and expose everything he's done. But I can't do it alone. I need your help. All of you."

The silence that followed was suffocating.

lied to us for months. How are we supposed to trust anything

words hit like a slap, but I

saying you're here to

I've lied, but I

Because it feels like you've been

tension rose, and so did their

snapped. "Let him

breath, trying to

exploit, experiment, and destroy lives. Dr. Joe is at the center of it all. But he's not untouchable. I have information-leads and weaknesses in their system. If we work together,

cold tone he reserves only for me.

"I don't expect you to trust me. But I'm asking you to try. We don't have time to waste fighting

have time. And

The tension snapped.

I stumbled back, raising my hands defensively. "What the

Bundah stepped in, wrestling

yelled whilst struggling to

"You lied to us! To her! You're just another

Everyone froze.

stepped forward, her gaze fixed on

lied to us, Thomas. To me," she said. "But we don't have the luxury of picking sides right now. We need all

stung, but there was a little understanding in her eyes. That

spoke so only I could hear. "What you've done... it'll take time to forgive. But our days are numbered in this place. And if you're serious about helping us, then we'll need to trust you. For now." I nodded blandly, though my throat was

The door burst open.

stepped in. Her presence was

are you doing here?" Hande snapped. Her

back. She didn't throw a snarky remark or wear her usual smug expression. She

to talk to

furnace. Every

You don't get to catwalk in here like

didn't flinch. "I don't blame

forward. "Why are you

can't keep lying, keep being part of what Dr. Joe is doing. I need your help." Hande scoffed