The suite door had a third impact. The electronic lock failed with a sharp metallic crack that echoed off the walls. Four figures moved through the opening in tight formation under the soft recessed light. Weapons stayed low but ready. The clearer connection that the anomaly had forced open carried their individual presence into Jenna with sudden precision.Dean entered first, posture controlled, eyes locked on David and the remote in his hand. The residual dual load still running under the collars and deeper in her thighs reached him through the thinned filter as a continuous low burn. His jaw tightened once. Alex came in at his left, broader frame angled to cover the side, the same residual heat registering in him as a sharp, protective spike that he forced down. Lily followed close, breath already short from the conduit run, the clearer signal letting her feel the exact quality of the responsiveness that had begun to surface under the private load. Elena came last, tablet still in
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