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It came through the drive.
Buried under layers of encryption, coded in patterns Isla recognized from her own early training modules. But this wasn't just data. It was a challenge.
A taunt.
And a warning.
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A static buzz, then the screen cleared.
A man stared back at them. Early thirties. Cold gray eyes. Hair dark and unkem
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