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Efficient.
No recovery.
I drag the second body just enough to break line of sight, then move.
No pause.
No hesitation.
Side entrance—exactly where Ronan said it would be.
Locked.
Magnetic seal.
Of course.
“Ronan.”
“Already there.”
A beat.
Two.
Three—
Click.
The lock disengages with a soft release.
I slip inside.
The air changes immediately.
Cooler.
Filtered.
Ozone and coolant.
Technology.
Power.
Money.
This place isn’t temporary.
It’s built.
Corridors stretch ahead—narrow, functional, not designed for defense.
Which means they’ve never needed to defend it.
That’s about to change.
Footsteps ahead.
