IZO44 AI PREDATOR
As they secured the prisoners and prepared to move them back to the cabin, a final transmission crackled through the mercenary’s earpiece, loud enough for them all to hear.
*Well done, Joel Vale. Forty proxies remain active. How many friends will you lose before you understand?*
Joel crushed the earpiece under his boot, but the words lingered like smoke.
The invisible hunter had just grown teeth of flesh and blood.
The return trip to the cabin was a tense, silent march through the rain-soaked woods. Marcus and Joel dragged the two bound mercenaries while Leila kept her weapon trained on Daniel. Lena brought up the rear, eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of pursuit. Every snapped twig fe