The voice of Senior Chief Miller, head of our estate's perimeter tactical team, crackled through the channel with urgent, military precision:
“Chancellor Mercer! Tactical alert on the southern access road!”
Miller’s breath was steady, his voice low:
“Three heavy commercial crane trucks and two specialized tracked core-drilling rigs bearing the corporate insignia of Apex Strategic Demolition // Vaduz, Liechtenstein have just breached the outer logging gates of Parcel Ten!”
“They are moving straight toward the primary surface pumphouse at Valve Station Ten!”
Nathan and I stood up in synchronized shock.
Miller continued, his tone hardening into forged iron:
“And leading the convoy, riding in an armored Mercedes Maybach with an armed private security escort… is Former Chief Justice Arthur Sterling-Vance!”
“He has Marcus Hale and Vivian Cross in the passenger compartment with him!”
“They are heading straight for the subterranean cryogenic nitrogen intake!”
“They intend to breach the bedrock before midnight!”
