Finn Corbin's job was the emotional weather of the pack. He moved through the Haven like a barometer, not a warrior or leader, catching the shifts in pressure, the storms brewing, the deceptive lulls. While Kael hunted a traitor through cyberspace currents and Lyra guarded her lab against the dark, Finn observed the human factor. He was their chief watcher, the one with the reminder that their greatest threat was not always the most obvious.
His position usually was the observation blister, a natural rock outcropping expertly hidden with camouflage that gave a bird's eye view of the main supply road winding through the Carpathian foothills. It is where he watched over their resupply convoys, the sleekly choreographed ballet that connected their hidden world and the visible world.
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