Chapter 129

Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Camille’s penthouse, casting long silver shadows across the living room. The city sparkled below, millions of lights that would soon be powered by the Phoenix Grid. Camille stood by the window, a glass of champagne untouched in her hand, watching the world she was about to change.

The door opened behind her. Alexander’s reflection appeared in the glass, his tie loosened, jacket discarded. He moved toward her with quiet steps, his eyes never leaving her face.

“Hannah just called,” he said, his voice low in the stillness of the room. “They found trackers in the files they fed to Walsh. Herod accessed them three hours ago.”

Camille turned, a smile spreading across her face. “So they took the bait.”

“Completely.” Alexander closed the distance between them, taking her free hand in his. “The trackers activated and showed them at Herod’s penthouse, but only briefly. They must have discovered the monitoring.