As news of the planned attacks spread, the team watched the media coverage unfold from their headquarters. The reports were relentless, detailing the information James had provided and the looming threat posed by the remnants of Black Sun.
Nathaniel paced the room, anxiety creeping in as he thought about what might come next. "We've done everything we can, but I can't shake this feeling that they'll retaliate."
James looked up from his laptop. "We need to increase our security measures. If they're aware that we're a threat, they might come after us directly."
"Agreed," Claire said, pulling out her phone. "I'll reach out to some contacts in law enforcement and see if they can provide us with protection."
As Claire made calls, Nathaniel felt a sense of urgency. They were in a race against time, and he knew they had to act swiftly.
A few hours later, there was a knock on the door. It swung open to reveal several police officers, led by a stern-looking detective. "We've been following your case closely," the detective said, scanning the room. "We want to offer you protection."
"Thank you," Nathaniel replied, relieved. "We appreciate it."
The detective nodded, his expression serious. "We're taking this threat seriously, and we want to ensure your safety as well as the integrity of the investigation."
As they discussed the details of their protection plan, Nathaniel felt a sense of relief wash over him. They were no longer alone in this fight. The authorities were finally taking the remnants seriously, and together, they had a chance to bring them down for good.