Elena spent the following two days buried in Ibarra's preliminary intelligence, cross-referencing the newly identified facility against every pattern they'd learned from both Sloane's and Farrow's operations. Marcus stayed close, bringing coffee and quiet company while she worked.
"Anything concrete yet?" he asked, setting a mug beside her laptop.
"Enough to worry about," Elena said, rubbing her eyes. "Financial structure's different from Farrow's shell network, meaning this isn't simply her remaining infrastructure activating independently. This looks like someone new, building from scratch, but using methodology clearly studied from her captured research."
"Someone who learned from her trial," Marcus said. "All that public testimony, all that evidence presented during prosecution, som
