The storm hit like vengeance. Lightning tore across the sky, thunder rolling over the ridges as the mountain wind screamed through the relay tower’s shattered windows. Adrian stood before the glowing console, jaw set, rain-soaked hair plastered to his forehead, every muscle alive with purpose.
Natalie could feel it in him — that shift from survival to retaliation.
“What are you thinking?” she asked, her voice barely above the storm.
He didn’t look at her. “I’m thinking we stop running.”
“You mean attack him.”
“I mean finish this,” Adrian said flatly. “Voss won’t stop unless one of us is dead — him or me. And I’m done hiding while he turns my son into a blueprint for his monsters.”
Natalie swallowed hard. “We don’t even know where he is.”
Adrian tapped a few keys, and the monitors sh
