Page 63 of Scars of Duty


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All connected through systems no one would ever notice.

Until they activate.

Russ finally breaks the silence.

“You think Sentinel started this?”

“Maybe,” I say.

“But Eli said something different.”

“What?”

“He said Sentinel set something in motion.”

Adam’s eyes narrow slightly.

“So someone else finished the job.”

“Looks that way.”

Wren scrolls again.

“There’s one more thing.”

We all look at her.

“This network isn’t just watching Golden Team.”

She zooms into a section of the map.

Montana lights up.

A cluster of nodes centered around one location.

Russ squints at the screen.

“That’s… us.”

Adam looks at me.

“You mean Brave Team.”

Wren nods slowly.

“They’re watching you too.”

Silence falls again.

The kind that settles when everyone in the room realizes they’ve just become part of the game.

Adam exhales slowly.

“Well.”

Russ cracks his knuckles.

“That explains the feeling I had earlier.”