Holographic displays lined the office walls, their blue glow reflecting off chrome surfaces. The desk contained embedded screens tracking global markets and security feeds.
Through the self-tinting windows, air traffic wove between towering spires of neo-steel and graphene. Temperature-responsive panels adjusted to maintain optimal climate control while quantum processors hummed beneath the floorboards. A DNA-locked safe sat in the corner, its biometric scanner pulsing with a faint red light.
The door clicked open.
A man in a dark suit entered and said, "Sir."
Jean-Claude shifted his gaze from the window. "Yes?"
"Xavier and his team successfully infiltrated the facility of Marie's base."
Just as he had calculated. Xavier might not excel in direct combat—his talents lay elsewhere—but when it came to covert operations and breaching secure facilities, his skills were unmatched.
