The message glowed on the comms screen like a threat written in light.
“Meet us at the old clock tower at midnight. Come alone.”
The room fell silent.
No one spoke — not even the hum of the safe house’s power core could drown out the weight of those words.
Ethan felt the air grow heavier. Every instinct screamed that it was a trap… and yet something about it — the phrasing, the timing — felt deliberate, personal.
Dr. Zhang rubbed his temples. “They’re baiting you. Whoever sent that knows we can’t resist following the lead on Project Elysium.”
Agent Hannah crossed her arms, her tone sharp. “We’re not letting you walk into this alone, Ethan. Not after everything.”
Ethan looked up at her, his eyes tired but steady. “If they see any of you with me, they might vanish again. This could be
