Adam pasted the copied phone back into his hand and waited for it to wake.
It had become a routine now. He broke the phone, waited, and pasted it again only when he needed to check it. It was troublesome, but safer than carrying a live line all day. If someone tried to follow the device, they would be chasing a ghost that only existed when Adam allowed it to exist.
The screen lit up.
One email waited.
Adam opened it while sitting beside the table where half-finished chip batches were arranged in rows. He read the first lines calmly. By the middle, his face changed. By the end, his eyes were hard.
World Zone had started moving.
They were asking about the forest road, Rust Gate, and the route leak. Rovan did not know every detail, but he had understood enough to warn that Tobin was in danger. He also mentioned Bruno as a possible second target.
Adam placed the phone on the table.
"Of course," he muttered.
