The word LABORATORY was boldly etched in matte black across the concrete wall of the building ahead, standing out against the pale steel-gray structure like a warning. It wasn’t welcoming—most things in this facility weren’t—but it meant he was in the right place. His half-sister, Sophie Wolfe, was almost certainly inside. And since he had questions—far too many questions—it only made sense to go to her.
They hadn't spoken properly in months. Maybe longer. Their relationship was strained at best, a polite nod in corridors, the occasional terse exchange in meetings. Still, Sophie had designed the Raid Devices from scratch. If anyone could explain why his own device was behaving so... differently, it was her.
But he couldn’t be too direct. That would be a mistake. Raising flags now—especia
