REVELATIONS AND RECORDS
Rylan's POV
I couldn't sleep. I couldn't rest. Couldn’t prevent my mind from whirling. So I searched. Went through Jax's quarters. His belongings. Looking for answers. For truth. For anything that described the chip. The tracking. The implications.
His room was simple. Sparse. Typical soldier's quarters. Bed. Desk. Footlocker. Nothing personal. Nothing decorative. Just function. As though he was never meant to be anywhere for long.
I searched systematically. Desk drawers. Under the mattress. Behind furniture. Found nothing unusual. Nothing helpful. Just normal items. Normal life. Normal man.
Then I found the box. Hidden. Buried in some floorboards under his bed. Locked. Heavy. Metal. Military grade.
I broke the lock. Didn't have time for finesse. I needed ans
