The communication feed went silent at seven forty-eight.Not completely — Elena’s voice was still moving between the eastern district confirmation and the financial centre preparation, the operation’s rhythm holding across its other moving parts. But the northern district team two feed, the one carrying Ryan’s position, dropped to static at seven forty-eight and stayed there.Dave looked at the feed screen.“Elena,” he said.“I see it,” Elena’s voice came back immediately. “Northern district team two — confirm status.”Static.“Marco,” Dave said.Marco’s voice through the feed, from his position with the vehicle outside Breslow’s residence. “The team went in at seven forty. No exit yet. Feed dropped at seven forty-eight.”Dave looked at the sector map. Node four. Ryan’s position. The static where the feed should have been.“How long since last contact,” Dave said.“Eight minutes,” Marco said.Leo looked up from his tablet. “Volkov’s network is quiet,” he said. “No unusual activity su
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