As the dust settled from the confrontation with Bruce and Adam, and the city began to return to a semblance of normalcy, Adam found himself facing a different kind of battle. One that wasn't fought with fists or powers but with words and persuasion.
The next morning, Adam made his way to the head office, a sleek, towering building that loomed over the city skyline. It was here that Ethan, the enigmatic and powerful head of the organization, held court. Ethan was a man of few words but immense influence, and it was his backing that had allowed Adam's research to progress as far as it had.
As Adam entered the office, he felt a sense of foreboding. He had received a summons earlier that day, a curt message from Ethan that had left no room for interpretation: "We need to talk. Now."
The receptionist, a young woman with a stern expression, nodded curtly as Adam approached. "Mr. Ethan is expecting you," she said, her tone brisk.
