The words hung in the cold air of the war room like a death sentence. James stared at Alexander's screen, his mind struggling to process the implications. The First. The Architect had created a failsafe, a successor, and now a final figure who could complete her work. It was like peeling back layers of an onion, each one revealing a deeper, more disturbing truth. "How is that possible?" Harper asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "We dismantled the entire network. We captured everyone who mattered." James shook his head slowly. "Apparently, we didn't capture everyone. The Architect was planning for this from the very beginning. She always had someone else waiting in the wings." David moved to stand beside them, his tactical mind already working. "If The First is already on their wa

