Familiar Face
As they entered the room, the computer screen flickered to life, and a voice crackled through the speakers. “You made it. Good,” said a calm, measured tone. A live video feed appeared, showing a masked figure seated at a desk. “Wren?” Derek asked, stepping closer. The figure nodded. “I’ve been tracking Solace Group for years. You’ve stumbled into something much bigger than you realize. But if you want to survive, you need to follow my lead.”
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