Page 242 of Scars of Duty


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Everyone else probably is.

The federal teams cleared the building hours ago.

The Golden Team left shortly after that.

River said something about debriefs.

Cyclone complained about paperwork.

Logan promised to “borrow” the helicopter again before sunrise.

Now the tower is quiet.

Too quiet.

The infrastructure control room looks completely different from a few hours ago.

Broken glass has been swept away.

Server racks hum steadily again.

The massive wall display shows Los Angeles running smoothly.

Traffic flowing normally.

Hospitals operating without interruption.

Emergency dispatch systems stable.

Everything looks perfect.

But something about it still bothers me.

I sit at the console again.

My laptop connected directly to the network.

The observer node I activated is still running.

Sentinel’s hidden failsafe.

Watching everything.

Learning.

Adapting.

That’s the part that makes me uneasy.

I type slowly.

Carefully.

Running diagnostics across the system architecture.

Nothing unusual appears at first.

Routing nodes are stable.