Ares

The tower was quiet in a way that felt unnatural, almost fragile. Sparrow was gone, her last strike extinguished, yet every corner of Sterling Tower reminded me of the chaos she had unleashed. Nothing inside these walls would ever feel completely untouched again.

I moved through the main control room, eyes scanning the monitors, noting every alert, every log. Atlas and Leon were already there, working at a speed I could barely follow, but I didn’t need to—they had been trained to ...