The city stretched beneath Dann’s window, towers of glass and steel glowing with late-afternoon light. From his office atop DN Tech, he could see almost everything—the rhythm of traffic, the pulse of commerce, the patterns that ordinary eyes missed. But his gaze wasn’t on the skyline today. It lingered instead on the glowing screen in front of him, where a short report awaited.

Target observed leaving the café with Liam. The black car maintained distance. No interference. The subject ...