Oslo was cold, dark, and slick with ice. Marcus stood in the shadow of a transit depot, watching the building across the street. It was a modern concrete structure, all sharp angles and blue LED lights. The company logo read "GreenMobility." Electric buses charged here overnight. The charging stations contained dormant code. When the trigger came, every bus commuter in the city would lose their memories during their morning ride. Claire stamped her feet. “How many buses?” “Two hundred and forty. Across the entire network. Thousands of passengers every day.” Damian scanned the perimeter. “The server room is in the basement. Security is light tonight. Most guards are at the main depot across town.” “A diversion?” “Already arranged. Nikolai has someone triggering a false alarm at the ot

