Chapter 11 Ghost in the Frequency

The message came at 03:17 a.m.

I hadn't slept.

None of us had.

The city was lapsing into a fantastic silence, the silence that preceded the first crack of lightning. Kael was pacing the perimeter, checking every alarm sensor. Lira was buried under wires, trying to map the spread of whatever post-human force had hijacked global comms.

I was