Phantom Echoes - Part 4
The tension in the safehouse was palpable as the team sifted through the recovered data. Vlada's fingers flew over the keyboard, isolating fragments of encrypted files from the remnants salvaged before the explosion. The room was dim, illuminated only by the glow of monitors and the occasional flicker of headlights from the street outside.
Nitya stood over Vlada's shoulder, her eyes locked onto the screen. "Anything useful?"
Vlada nodded slowly. "There's something here... buried deep. References to an individual codenamed Sable. No real identifiers, but it looks like they're the one overseeing Project Eidolon from the shadows."
"Sable," Ayan repeated, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Sounds like someone who doesn't like to be found."