The morning light that seeped through the grime-streaked windows of the subway control room felt fragile, like a promise. It was thin and pale, but it was light proof of the night had passed and the world still turned. Jessica watched it spill across the floor, hands wrapped around a mug of coffee she didn't remember making. Her muscles ached, her body still thrummed with the adrenaline of last night, but beneath all that there was something else: focus.Romeo moved with the same efficient calm he always wore like armor. He had scavenged maps, a laptop, and a battered radio from the metro booth. The coffee steamed in front of him untouched. Michael sat opposite, sleeves rolled, eyes hollow but calculating. All three had the same look tired, keyed, ready. "We don't have time to bleed", Romeo said, voice low. He tapped the map where the Syndicate's safe zones clustered docks, a medical research warehouse, a shell corporation building downtown. "We hit them where the
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