Emergency dispatch.
Power routing.
Water pressure systems.
All connected.
All vulnerable.
All waiting for the command she will give.
Her fingers move calmly across the keyboard.
A map glows across the screens.
The same one Wren McKay is staring at inside the helicopter.
Only this version shows more.
Much more.
She studies the incoming signal.
Boone Grant.
Golden Team.
Helicopter inbound.
Her lips curve slightly.
Faster than expected.
Interesting.
She leans back slightly in the chair.
Sentinel had always said the problem with heroes was simple.
They moved toward danger.
Predictable.
Reliable.
Useful.
The signal from the desert command node blinks across the screen.
Primary Architect — captured
She exhales slowly.
Unfortunate.
But irrelevant.
The redundancy protocol was designed specifically for this scenario.
