“Yes. I’m learning.”
The last airfield worker disappeared into the tunnel.
Adam motioned toward us.
“Move.”
We entered one by one.
Hawk carried the damaged control module.
Ghost took the radio.
Boone limped behind Russ.
I stayed with Wynn.
At the tunnel entrance, she looked back at the silent server units.
“What about Paris, London, and Berlin?”
“They’re target profiles inside Fate,” I said. “Not equipment destinations.”
“This time.”
I knew what she meant.
Meridian had built more than one weapon.
Project Fate had planned attacks across multiple countries.
Stopping these containment units changed nothing if Kane remained in control.
We climbed through the tunnel.
The passage ended beneath the control tower.
Colonel Demir opened a concealed door.
Dawn light filled the room.
Computer screens covered every wall.
Maps.
Flight logs.
Security feeds.
One screen showed the false colonel’s convoy leaving the airfield.
Another tracked an aircraft already climbing into the sky.
Kane’s men.
And with them, the evidence drive and the metal tag containing Fate’s second encryption key.
The aircraft was heading west.