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"Put it in the drone," Jax urged. "We need eyes in the sky for the drop tonight."
"It’s working," Jax grinned, his gold tooth glinting in the harsh workshop light. "Can it fly?"
The rain continued to fall, but for the first time, Elias didn't feel the grime. He felt the signal.
The rain in Sector 4 didn’t wash things clean; it just made the grime slicker. Elias wiped his oily hands on a rag that had seen better decades and stared at the carcass of the surveillance drone on his workbench. It was a military-grade heavy lifter, fried by an EMP burst, and it was winning the argument.