Chapter Twenty ThreeJulian’s POV“Target reacquired. Elevation drop detected. Adjusting route.”The synthetic voice sliced through the night as the drone banked left, engines pulsing with menace.I didn’t look back.“Come on, you bastards,” I muttered, sprinting down the skeletal remains of what used to be a skywalk. “You wanted me? You got me.”My boots hit the metal grating with heavy clangs, each step vibrating through my spine. The wind whipped hard against my jacket, slicing through the seams like tiny razors. My chest burned. But I didn’t slow down.Below, flashes of red lit the shattered street, scanning in waves. A misstep, one moment too long in the open, and it would lock on.The voice returned, no longer mechanical.“She’s not the one we want, Julian.”I skidded to a stop.Not a drone. Not a recording.This was live.“You hear that?” I said aloud, panting. “You don’t get to decide that anymore.”I darted right through the remains of a collapsed corridor, the ceiling cracke
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