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She held a compact pistol, the barrel steady as a rock, aimed directly at Elias’s chest. But her eyes—her eyes were screaming. Tears were streaming down her face, cutting tracks through the dust on her cheeks.
"Come on," Elias grunted, typing the final command sequence. It was a crude virus, a logic bomb meant to scramble the input signals. It wouldn't remove the mesh—that required surgery—but it might blind the handlers.