Chapter Two: The Rooftop Fabricator

ONE WEAK FIX HAS ALREADY BEEN ACQUIRED.] A red circle contracted from the Atlantic. Someone was looking for him. Traffic toward Cloudrest Tower had become a wall of brake lights. Fire engines and ambulances fought against vehicles fleeing downtown. Blue fire wrapped the tower's upper floors. Lin called. “Where are you?” Sirens crowded her voice. “Going to Cloudrest.” “Don't. A prototype battery bank failed on floor forty-seven. The fire elevator is disabled, and the east stairs are severed. Ninety-three people are trapped between forty-eight and fifty-two.” The exact number from the mission. “How long will the west columns hold?” Zhou asked.