Kwame's voice was firm. "We need to know the plan. Aisha, can you get into Adama's system?"
Aisha nodded, fingers flying across her keyboard. "I'm in... decrypting now."
The team waited, tension building, until Aisha's eyes widened. "Got it. Adama's plan is... was to overload Naija's power grid, plunge the country into chaos."
The room fell silent.
Zara's voice was barely above a whisper. "Why?"
Adama, still on the ground, looked up at Amara, a twisted smile on her face. "For change. Naija needed a wake-up call."
Amara's expression was a mix of anger and sadness. "You almost destroyed the country."
Kwame's voice cut through. "We need to stop it. Now."
Riyanah nodded. "Aisha, can you stop the trigger?"
Aisha's fingers flew again. "Working... got it. The trigger's stopped, but..."
Adama laughed, a cold sound. "Backup plan, sis."
The room's lights flickered, and the team exchanged looks.