"This is not a corporate office." Ethan Caldwell gritted his teeth, his voice as low and muffled as the rumbling thunder before a storm: "This is a Node."
A physical data relay station. HJ Capital was merely a glamorous outer shell. In reality, this entire building was a fortified stronghold, an information relay and power coordination station for CORE, sitting imposingly right in the middle of the most bustling financial center.
And he had just let Julian Sterling step into the tiger's den all alone.
Without hesitating for another second, Ethan Caldwell ordered: "Notify the assault team. Prepare to break through the siege."
At the exact moment Ethan Caldwell made his decision, an incident had already occurred on the top floor.
Suddenly, the brightly lit LED system on the ceiling of Cedric Harrington's office flickered continuously a few times before dying out, switching to the blood-red color of the emergency alarm lights.
