In the ruins of a backroom black market deal, the team receives more than just safe passage—they receive a name. Written on a playing card, passed like a dare: Kamarov. To Jimmy, it’s just another operative. But to Klara, it’s something far more dangerous: her father’s former enforcer.

Kamarov isn’t just a name on Atlas’s sleeper list—he’s a cold, methodical fixer who erased threats before they could grow teeth. And now he’s in Leipzig.

When their contact demands Kamarov’s death as payment, the team faces a brutal choice: eliminate him and risk retaliation from the Soviets, or hesitate and risk everything. Klara insists on making contact first—alone. She knows the man, and worse, he knows her.

As the city shifts into shadow and the lines of allegiance blur, it’s clear this isn’t just a mission. It’s personal. And if they’re wrong—they won’t get another morning.