Chapter 815

“Biotechnica personnel redeployments, the gear they’re carrying and their signatures, core experimental assets, travel routes.”

Karl slipped into Pacifica’s secret lab master control system like he’d done it a hundred times. The data flowed into his storage like a flock of docile sheep. The whole process went so smoothly it was almost boring—no alarms, no patrols stumbling across him, not even a basic biometric lock to slow him down.

By the time he’d bundled up the full package and sent it to Mr. Blue Eyes, his comm lit up with an incoming call almost instantly.