Faint Signal
As they settled in, Derek’s burner phone buzzed with a faint signal. Wren’s voice came through, distorted but clear enough. “I’ve tracked Solace’s movements. They’re converging on your location, but there’s a way out.” Derek clenched his fist. “What is it?” Wren hesitated. “A final destination. A facility where the AI’s central framework is stored. If you can get there before Solace, you might have a chance to shut it all down—for good.”
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