Page 267 of Scars of Duty


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A soft electronic tone sounds from the kitchen.

Wren closes her eyes.

“Oh no.”

I raise an eyebrow.

“What?”

“My phone.”

“You said no tech.”

“I know.”

“But that was the system alert.”

I lean back in the chair.

“Meaning?”

“If the observer node detects something unusual…”

“…it sends a notification.”

“And?”

She stands slowly.

Her calm expression returning.

“I turned notifications off.”

“But apparently…”

“…the system didn’t listen.”

I grin slightly.

“Sounds like it’s learning.”

She disappears into the house.

I hear her footsteps cross the kitchen.

Then silence.

A few seconds later—

Her voice drifts back through the screen door.

“…that’s strange.”

I stand up.

“What is it?”

She walks back onto the porch holding her phone.