Dangerously calm.
“But I’ll rewrite what it exposes.”
Ronan’s head tilts slightly. “You’re turning his architecture inside out.”
“Yes.”
I step closer to the board, fingers brushing the edge like I can feel the system beneath it.
“He built this to force control,” I say. “To make governments react, overcorrect, lock everything down.”
I glance back at them.
“So I give them something else to see.”
A beat.
“The truth.”
Silence hits.
Not empty.
Electric.
Aaron steps forward, voice low, deliberate.
“And while he’s watching the world burn…”
His eyes sharpen.
“…we go get him.”
I meet his gaze.
No fear.
No hesitation.
“Yes.”
That’s the real plan.
Not defense.
Not survival.
A hunt.
Jace exhales sharply, rolling his shoulders as tension finally breaks into something darker.
Anticipation.
“Finally,” he mutters, cracking his neck.
A faint, dangerous grin pulls at his mouth.
“A plan that involves both chaos…”
