Maya followed James through the narrow maintenance corridor, her portable analyzer displaying increasingly intense patterns with each step. The Summit presentation had begun fifteen minutes ago in the main hall above them—hundreds of the world's most influential leaders in technology and policy gathered in one space, unaware of what awaited them.
"We're close," James whispered, his head tilted slightly as he processed the surrounding sounds. "There's an electrical hum approximately thirty meters ahead—different frequency than standard building systems."
Maya watched his lips carefully in the dim emergency lighting. She nodded, glancing down at her device where swirling patterns pulsed with increasing complexity. "The sonic signatures are matching previous attacks, but exponentially more
