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Not confusion.
Understanding.
The kind that rewrites the rules.
Ronan’s voice cuts through it.
“Can you prove it?”
“Yes,” I say.
Because now that I’ve seen it—
I can’t unsee it.
“But it’s going to cost me.”
Aaron steps closer. “What kind of cost?”
I look back at the screens.
At the system that’s already starting to notice me noticing it.
And I know.
“Access,” I whisper.
Then, quieter—
“Control.”
And somewhere deep in the system—
something shifts.
Like it just became aware…
of me.
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“She’s close,” someone says.
“Yes.”
“And the SEAL?”
A flicker of irritation crosses the second voice.
“He survived.”
Silence.
Not surprise.
Adjustment.
