Hex manages to quickly stop the incoming lockdown, silencing the voice’s automated responses. The terminal now glows with a pulsating blue light, silhouetting her figure against the walls of the room.

I am ADAM, Autonomous Directive for Asset Management. How may I be of assistance?

“Show me the cameras for Genetic Storage, path 19B.”

Understood. They are on screen now.

The view of a camera mounted in the top corner of a room pans back and forth. The equipment in the room appears to be in working condition, and there isn’t trash or blood on the floors. After the second pan, a man is seen sitting against the back wall, slumped onto the floor. A small puddle of blood lies next to his hastily bandaged leg.

“Ash, eyes on the target. It looks like Mbeki is alive, but wounded.”

“Understood, let's get moving.”