The next predicted relay point appears.
My stomach tightens.
“Three hundred miles south of here.”
Russ whistles.
“That’s a long drive.”
Boone shakes his head.
“Not if you’re moving fast.”
Adam studies the map carefully.
“Where exactly?”
I zoom the coordinates.
Highway corridor.
Desert region.
Moving straight toward Los Angeles.
I sit back slowly.
“That’s where the Architect is.”
Boone looks at the countdown timer again.
5:51:03
Then back at Adam.
“We don’t have time to wait.”
Adam nods once.
“No.”
Russ grabs his jacket again.
“Road trip?”
Boone’s voice turns hard.
“We intercept him.”
“And if we don’t?”
I glance at the flashing cascade alerts.
The growing red circle around Los Angeles.
Then at the countdown ticking toward Phase Three.
“If we don’t…”
