The silence after the call did not last long.
An agent stood up abruptly, eyes fixed on the incoming feeds.
"Boss… the assassins have moved. They are no longer near the vans; only men from the logistic company left, only a few vans are abandoned, maybe manpower shortage. But there are still civilians and scattered individuals around those areas."
Miles Sterling did not turn immediately. His gaze remained locked on the city map where seventeen blinking points marked the vans like ticking bombs.
"They do not need to stay near the vans anymore," he said calmly. "CL 20 is nearly twenty times more powerful than HMX. These are not devices meant for control. They are meant for destruction."
His voice lowered slightly.
"We are talking about thousands of casualties if even a few of those go off."
The weight of that reality pressed down on everyone in the room.
Miles continued, analyzing every angle.
