“You’re the command node.”
“Correct.”
“Then when you’re removed from the system—”
“The cascade ends?”
The Architect chuckles softly.
“That would be convenient.”
Wren’s eyes narrow.
“What did you do?”
The Architect studies her carefully.
“You’re very bright, Ms. McKay.”
“You copied the command structure,” she says suddenly.
He smiles wider.
“Yes.”
Boone glances at her.
“What does that mean?”
Wren’s voice tightens.
“There are two control authorities.”
Russ swears quietly.
The Architect nods approvingly.
“You see it.”
“Why?” Wren demands.
“Because Sentinel designed a system that required one operator.”
He gestures toward the glowing laptop in her hands.
“That was a flaw.”
“So you created redundancy,” she says.
“Yes.”
“But the second signal isn’t you,” she says.
“No.”
Boone’s eyes narrow.
“Who is it?”
