“You feel it too, don’t you?”I don’t look at him right away.Sebastian’s voice is quiet, but it carries weight. The kind that settles into your bones before your mind can catch up.I stand by the glass wall, the city stretched beneath me like something waiting to be claimed or destroyed. Lights flicker across the skyline, alive, unaware of what is about to unfold.“I don’t just feel it,” I say softly. “I see it.”A pause.Behind me, his footsteps are slow. Measured. Always controlled, even now.“Show me,” he says.I turn.He is already watching me like I am the answer to a question he has not fully asked yet.Maybe I am.“Everything is moving too fast,” I say, walking back toward the table where the data is spread out. Screens glow with information, shifting patterns, connections that were invisible until now.“They are not hiding anymore.”Sebastian leans against the edge, arms crossed, gaze sharp.“They do not need to,” he says. “Not if they believe they already have the advantage.
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