Chapter Two: Before the Trap Closes

“And one thing that is not human.” In the underground garage, a silver mobile server truck smashed through the barrier. There was no driver behind its wheel. Zero projected a new countdown. “Memory carrier will self-destruct in twelve minutes.” Su Lan drew an electromagnetic pistol no journalist should possess and snapped an energy magazine into place. Lin looked at her. She met his eyes. “The conference is over. You can explain now.”