Chapter 22
I smiled, feeling a strange calm despite our precarious situation. "No technology. Just something you never understood, genuine choice." The tracking bracelet on my wrist suddenly burned hot against my skin, its pulses now continuous. Through the transparent walls, I could see Elena leading a team of resistance fighters, cutting through Dr Thorne's security forces with practised efficiency. "The memory anchors," Costa said, understanding dawning in his eyes. "They're not just recording devices, are they?" "No," I confirmed. "They're consciousness stabilisers. The exact opposite of your merger technology." Dr Thorne's face paled as he realised the implications. "You knew. You knew what we were planning." "We suspected," Costa corrected. "But thanks for confirming everything with your m
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