Ezra
The alert hits Ops at 4.12pm.
North Meadow N4, Motion + Ward Noise (Level 2)
Node: 31a (windbreak line)
Cam: 4B (east-facing)
Status: Outer mesh stable. Inner mesh spike/decay pattern.
"Copy," I say, already up. "Fallon, take Patrol Five to N4. I'm two minutes out. Drone loop to the meadow."
"On it," Gamma Fallon answers over comms. "Five is kitted. Launching drone one."
I grab a vest, two flex-cuffs, the chest cam, and the med kit that lives near the door. On my way past the gym I call, "Grey, N4. Windbreak line. Bring the whiteboard brain, not the speech."
Allison is already stepping into boots. "Copy," she says, hair tied, notebook in the pocket it always lives in. We jog the path along the fence, cut past the library, and hit the gravel that runs to th
