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"I'm at the drop point," Kael panted, his breath misting in the elevator's air conditioning. The neon rain didn’t just fall in New
"Package is hot, Kael," a voice crackled in his earpiece. It was Jax, his handler. "The Syndicate just tripped the silent alarm. You have three minutes before they lock down the sector." Kael didn't wait. He leaped. Kael slammed the data-shard into the main console