The cold Atlantic air slashed across Emma’s skin as she and Jack stepped off the floatplane, their boots hitting wet stone. The island was receding behind them—a fortress of secrets now sealed away beneath encrypted firewalls and bloodline-coded locks. What they’d unleashed from the Phoenix Doctrine would haunt them. But what they’d inherited was worse.

The world they returned to wasn’t the same.

Back in New York, the skyline didn’t sparkle. It glared. News of Claire’s removal ...