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I lean back slowly in the chair.
Which means someone else finished it.
The Architect.
My eyes move back to the recruitment database.
Boone’s name.
Adam’s name.
Leadership candidates.
Command selection.
My stomach twists.
Because now the pattern is becoming clear.
Sentinel built the framework.
The Architect is building the leadership.
I grab the radio.
“Adam, come in.”
Static crackles.
Then his voice answers.
“Go ahead.”
“I found something.”
“What kind of something?”
“The network.”
A pause.
“Yeah?”
“It didn’t start recently.”
“How old is it?”
I swallow.
“Years.”
“How many?”
I look back at the Sentinel file.
Then answer quietly.
“Over a decade.”
