The Sierra Nevadas stretched on for as far as the eye could see. The command center looked like a lumber yard. It probably was once. The warehouse was surrounded by timberland that had recovered over the centuries since its last use. A thick steel door provided entrance, triggered by biometric AI. David stood in front of the sensor, labeled a centifactor authentication system. This is top-of-the-line s**t, Alyssalee thought. She could only think of a handful of biometric factors that could be authenticated against, let alone a hundred.
Once inside, Alyssalee was taken aback by what she saw. Numerous holotubes projected information forming a hub of information with multiple people operating terminals that sat in front of them. The nerve center was surrounded by a contiguous lighting array
