The Wellington Mansion – Command Room
"Another player?" Marcus's voice crackled through the comms. "What does that even mean, Aiden?"
Aiden boarded helicopter, his fist clenched as he watched the person disappear into the darkness in the rooftop. "Someone else is monitoring us. An it is not Maxwell."
Marcus's fingers type commands on the keyboard in the command room, pulling up satellite feeds and surveillance footage. "I will run scans to see if we can ID them. Any distinguishing features?"
"Too far to make out," Aiden replied. He turned to the pilot. "Get us back to the mansion. Right now."
"Yes, sir."
As the helicopter lifted off, Aiden's thoughts swerved. Maxwell had been dangerous enough, but the presence of a new threat changed everything.
The command room was crowded with activity as Aiden, Marina, and Jayden entered. Marcus stood at the center, surrounded by screens displaying real-time feeds and data.
