The analysis lab had emptied when they returned, most staff members pulled into emergency briefings. Maya welcomed the unusual quiet as she connected her equipment to the main system. James sat beside her, Echo settling underneath the workstation.
"The manifesto changed everything," Maya signed, forgetting momentarily that James couldn't see her hands. She switched to typing on her specialized keyboard that displayed text on both her screen and a refreshable braille display for James.
The manifesto changed everything. The Bureau's focusing on political motivations, but we know it's more complex.
James ran his fingers over the braille cells. "They're looking for conventional terrorism. We need to show them what we're actually dealing with." He tilted his head, listening to the hum of May
