The room at the top of Gemini Tower was all glass and silence.
From here, District 4 stretched in sterile precision — corporate grids glowing with neon arteries, vertical traffic zipping between ad-splashed towers. But up here, the world felt cold. Still. Like time had stalled just long enough for secrets to take root.
Hernan sat opposite her.
She was one half of a legend — identical to her twin brother in every visible way, but today, for the first time, she felt distinct. Not a mirrored echo. Not a synchronized weapon. Just... a woman with shaking hands and something eating her from the inside.
"You didn't have to come all the way here," she said, voice low, measured, avoiding his eyes.
"I wanted to check in. After the mission." Hernan smiled gently.
Lie.
He was here because of a warning buried in Nico's intercepted feed:Gemini split signal anomaly — female twin offline 4.3 seconds.
"Are you hurt?" he asked.
She hesitated. "Not… really."
Too long of a pause. Too careful.
