“Just a little.”
Behind them, two federal agents escort the second Architect onto the rooftop.
Her hands are cuffed.
But she still looks completely calm.
Like this entire night was just another calculation.
Boone steps out next.
I follow him.
The wind hits my face immediately.
Cool.
Sharp.
Real.
For the first time tonight—
Everything slows down.
The city spreads out below us.
Millions of lights.
Millions of people who will never know how close they came to losing everything.
River glances at Boone.
“Nice work down there.”
Boone shrugs.
“You too.”
Cyclone folds his arms.
“I have to admit…”
He nods toward me.
“That was impressive.”
I blink.
“Thank you?”
Gage laughs.
“That’s high praise from him.”
Cyclone nods.
“I don’t compliment people often.”
