The safe house in Veridian was quiet, but James couldn't rest.
He sat alone in the command center, the files from Viktor's facility spread across the table. The truth about his creation, his purpose, his entire existence—it was all laid out in black and white. But something still didn't add up.
Viktor created Aldric. Aldric created him. But who created Viktor?
His phone buzzed. Another message from the same unknown number.
You've done well, Detective. But you're still missing the most important piece. The First Creator is watching.
James stared at the screen, his heart pounding. The First Creator. The name that had appeared in the deepest vault. The one who'd been controlling everything from the beginning.
Elena appeared beside him. "What is it?"
James handed her the phone. She read
