The rain hammered against the rooftop as Maya and Leena stood side by side, the city sprawling beneath them like a maze of secrets. Every drop seemed to echo the tension between them—uneasy, unpredictable.
Leena's breath was steady, but her eyes betrayed a storm. "The Protocol isn't just data. It's a map—of everything. Every asset, every vulnerability."
Maya's gaze cut through the mist. "Then why destroy it? Why betray us?"
Leena looked away, voice barely a whisper. "Because the people controlling it... they don't deserve to win."
Before Maya could ask more, her comm crackled. Callen's voice was sharp. "We've got movement—multiple hostiles closing in."
Leena's jaw tightened. "They know I'm here."
Maya's fingers curled around her pistol. "Then we fight."
Together, they vanished into the shadows, knowing this battle was only the beginning.
But as the city's lights flickered below, a chilling truth settled in Maya's mind—
The real enemy was closer than anyone realized.
And the tipping point was just ahead.