The Verance headquarters hummed with the quiet rhythm of recovery.
Slade sat at the central table, reviewing the intelligence Lyric had compiled. The fragments were scattered, their leadership decimated, their network in chaos. But the war was still raging. New threats were emerging. New challenges.
Lyric was at her station, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Slade. I've found something. A fragment in Africa. A cell that's been operating independently, hidden from the rest of the network."
Slade looked up. "Where?"
"South Africa. A compound outside Johannesburg. They've been building their own network, their own resources. They've been waiting for the right moment to strike."
"Then we stop them before they can."
Kane stepped forward. "We've been running nonstop. We need to regr
