Ch. 109- Ours to Take!
Author: VJ Tells
last update2025-10-30 23:41:26

The night outside was deceptively quiet. Rain pattered against the reinforced windows of their safehouse, a small, nondescript building tucked between an abandoned warehouse and a shuttered commercial block. Connor checked the locks again, then the perimeter cameras. Nothing unusual. At least, nothing visible.

“Too quiet,” Kirra muttered, adjusting the strap of her tactical pack. “Every time it gets quiet, something terrible happens.”

Connor didn’t reply. His eyes were scanning the streets through the monitors, the faint glow illuminating his furrowed brow. “Stay alert. Even Mercer’s network didn’t give us this kind of warning.”

Warner sat nearby, laptop open, fingers poised above the keyboard. His expression was tense, a mix of excitement and nerves. “We should rotate the watch. If they’re planning anything, we’ll see it first.”

Kirra shook her head. “No point. The Architect doesn’t move like we do. This isn’t a pattern we can predict. We need contingencies, not watches.”

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