Jenna sat in the communications room. Staring at six screens simultaneously. Tracking Division movements. Monitoring news coverage. Coordinating between scattered enhanced cells.
Her head pounded. The familiar pain that came with using her enhanced cognition for too long.
She took another pill. Her fourth today. It barely helped anymore.
Marcus entered. Saw her pain. "You need to rest."
"Cannot rest. Too much happening. Division is moving agents into position around Toronto. They are planning something."
"Then someone else can monitor it. You need a break before your brain shuts down."
"My brain will not shut down. It will just hurt more. That is the curse of Project Autumn. Enhanced intelligence comes with enhanced pain."
Marcus knelt beside her chair. "How bad is it?"
"Bad. Worse
