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Logan
Idon’t move right away.
That’s the first thing I control.
Because every instinct I have is telling me to go find the tech and shut it down—hard, fast, final.
But this—
This isn’t just about him.
It’s about what just happened to her.
And how fast it hit.
Too fast.
Too precise.
I watch Scout instead.
The way she holds her position at the table.
The way her shoulders are steady—but just a fraction tighter than before.
The way her voice, when she speaks again, is controlled…
…but quieter.
There it is.
I feel something in me go still.
Cold.
Focused.
Not anger.
Not yet.
Recognition.
“Boone,” I say without looking away from her.
He’s beside me instantly. “Yeah.”
“Who’s the tech?”
A pause.
Boone doesn’t ask why.
He doesn’t need to.
“Name’s Keller,” he says quietly. “Came in on rotation two weeks ago. Clean file.”
