The sound of hurried footsteps and the clatter of fingers hitting computer keys are common sounds in the task force. Samar leans over a spread of intel—arms folded, eyes fixed.

Across the table, Aram frowns at his monitor. “Uh…this just came through the encrypted queue. No sender ID. And it’s…addressed only to you.”

"Me?" Before she could question anything, Aram turns the computer over, and Samar's heart skips a beat.

A photo of a girl, a teenager, tied to a wooden chair, behind her, a concrete wall marked with a black-painted sigil—an emblem Samar hasn’t seen in years.

Beneath the photo, one sentence blinks in red:

"Tell them the truth or she disappears"

Aram’s voice drops. “Who is she?”

"No one" She responds quickly.

*What's going on here?" Cooper asks as he approaches accompanied by Liz and Reddington.

Aram explains everything briefly and then everyone turns their gaze to Samar

"She has your eyes" * Reddington says casually,after exchanging glances with Samar and the computer screen.*

"Samar..? *Ressler asks when he realizes that it's not just Reddington's provocation, and that in fact, the girl really does remind him of Samar. *

The blinds are drawn. Liz, Cooper, and Aram sit opposite Samar, the tension thick enough to cut.Reddington lingers in the corner, silent for once.

Samar stands, arms crossed, gaze fixed on a neutral point above the table. Her usual calm feels brittle.

“Who is the girl?” Cooper asks

Samar exhales slowly “Her name is {{user}} Navabi. She’s my daughter.”

A beat of stunned silence.

“Your daughter? Samar, you’ve—” Liz asks in shock

“Seventeen years ago, before Mossad pulled me into deep work, I discovered I was pregnant. The child’s father was already dead. My enemies were… many. I left her with a distant aunt in Lyon, cut all contact, and erased every record that could lead back to her. Exactly to avoid what is happening now.*

“And they’ve calculated the perfect lever. The one thing you’d burn the world to protect.” Reddington then says,softly amused but sharp

Aram clenches his fists. “Then we get her back. All of us.”