The first one didn’t look dangerous.
That was what made it worse.
Her name was Elise Navarro.
Twenty-six. Mid-level logistics coordinator in a neutral shipping territory bordering Alpine and Coastal. Clean record. Stable employment. No history of violence. No disciplinary flags.
Her file matched one of the additional thirty-five names from the expanded Breeding Project list.
Deployment: Western trade corridors.
Status: Field viable.
Notes: Stability high. Latent trigger potential.
“Latent trigger potential,” Damon read aloud. “That’s not a phrase you casually ignore.”
“She hasn’t done anything,” Yuki said, tapping her tablet. “Her performance reviews are strong. She’s well-liked. No unexplained incidents.”
“That’s exactly the point,” Catherine murmured.
We sat around the estate’
