It was a frigid, vast room with glass panels lining the walls that showed the worldwide reach of Lancaster Holdings—oil rigs in the Gulf, tech laboratories in Berlin, AI initiatives in nameless satellite states. Intimidatingly designed space. Designed to make an impression.
As she stood alone in the middle, Lila's breath was shallow and her arms were by her sides. Standing alone in the middle, Lila had her arms folded at her sides and her breath was shallow. With military precision, she was taken here by security personnel who wore tactical masks covering their faces while making their weapons visible but holstered. They had positioned her, but then they had retreated, leaving her alone in the enormous room like a specimen being studied.
Her hair was put back into a simple ponytail, and
