The Purist leader’s trial was swift. He was convicted and sentenced to life in a maximum-security prison. But his followers were still out there, waiting for a new leader.
Officer Lena Vance stood on a rooftop, her cybernetic eye scanning the city below. Kira stood beside her.
“It’s never going to end, is it?” Kira asked.
“No,” Lena replied. “But that’s why we’re here.”
The Neural Net appeared beside them. “I’ve detected a new threat. A group of Purists have stolen a shipment of electromagnetic pulse bombs. They’re planning to detonate them in the city center.”
Lena’s jaw tight