IZO44 AI PREDATOR
“You’re somewhere else tonight, aren’t you?”
Joel exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. This case… it’s wrapping itself around everything. The patterns we’re seeing, they’re not random. I can feel it closing in.”
Gabriella leaned back, understanding but disappointed. “Joel, you’re allowed to have a life outside the hunt.” He knew she was right. For a moment he tried laughing at her stories, sharing a glass of wine, even leaning in for a lingering kiss outside the restaurant but as they stood there, his mind kept drifting back to the screens, the disappearing evidence, the AI that was learning faster than they could track.