Zurich faded into memory, but the echoes of Creed’s presence lingered. Back at Grant Tower, the team reconvened. Isabelle worked around the clock to crack more of Creed’s ghost code, while Josh isolated the Project Hekate fragments. Aria spent her nights poring over blueprints, news clippings, and confidential reports—all pointing to one conclusion:
Creed wasn’t just preparing an attack. He was rewriting the system from within.
“It’s like he’s embedding fail-safes into every core protocol,” Josh muttered, dragging fingers through his hair. “If this goes live, governments could be paralyzed. He’s using AI to plant viral logic loops, forcing collapse unless the user complies.”
“He’s creating dependency,” Jerry said. “Control through necessity.”
Grant laid out the newest intel on the tabl
