The vault's air was chilled, dense with recycled oxygen and the sterile sharpness of long-preserved secrets. Every surface gleamed—metal panels, data cores, stacked black cases sealed with military-grade locks.
Lucas scanned the room once more, then turned to Ava, golden eyes narrowed. "We have an hour. Use your system."
Ava arched a brow. "Be more specific."
Lucas gestured to the chamber. "I want every edge. Every angle. Your Blueprint system—build me a layout of her entire operation. The unseen layers. Hidden routes. Secondary backups. If she squirreled something away, I want it on our map before she knows we're even here."
Ava nodded slowly, stepping into the center of the vault. Her boots clicked against the polished floor. Her fingers tapped the inside of her wrist, activating the system interface.
A flicker of pale blue light bloomed across her vision.
[SYSTEM SYNC: ACTIVE]
[TARGET ENVIRONMENT: SECURE FACILITY – COMMAND NODE 1-A]
[RUNNING DEEP BLUEPRINT ANALYSIS…]
