The command center was quiet.
Vance stood at the central console, staring at the monitors. The Sentinel Network was tracking a new threat—a cell of Collective remnants operating in Southeast Asia. They were planning something. Something big.
But Vance couldn't focus. His mind kept drifting back to the bunker. To his father's face. To the gunshot.
His left hand was trembling. It had been doing that a lot lately.
Echo walked in, her laptop under her arm. "Vance, I've been analyzing the intelligence from Asia. The cell is led by a man named Raiden. He was one of the Director's top operatives."
"Raiden? I thought he was dead."
"He was. But he's back. He's been rebuilding the Collective's network in the region."
"Then we take him out."
"Vance, are you okay? You seem distracted."
"I'm f
