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“Korte?” Darius asks.

“Still unconfirmed,” Marcus says. “Part of her security detail entered Washington yesterday. We do not know whether she traveled with them.”

Theon’s thumb moves once across my knuckle.

“Chemical hazard at Cascade,” Raphael says. “What exactly are they producing?”

“The records use an internal code,” I tell him. “The structure attached to the Seattle certificate is incomplete. We know it is a chlorinated intermediate. We do not know enough to improvise disposal or neutralization.”

“So no disposal.”

“No altered stock, no opened production vessels, no drains, no heat. If Theon can safely take a sealed reference sample, he does. Otherwise we photograph labels, copy the safety documentation, and leave it where it is.”

“And a spill?”

“We use the site’s documented emergency procedure or evacuate. We do not guess at chemistry because a report says chlorinated.”

Raphael’s expression suggests I have given the only acceptable answer. “Good.”

Marcus brings up the county plans. “One possible service entry on the north side. It predates the current tenant and does not appear on the latest commercial filing.”

“Possible,” Damon says. “Dominic verifies it in person.”

“I will,” Dominic says.

“Communications,” Nikolai says.

Marcus assigns checks at entry, access, data capture, and withdrawal rather than arbitrary minute intervals. If Cascade misses two stage reports, the local reserve responds and Seattle automatically aborts. If Seattle loses contact during its later operation, its own reserve and extraction contingencies govern; no one pretends a team in Texas can provide immediate support in Washington.

The plan begins to look like a plan rather than an aspiration.

Then Marcus changes the display.

“Secondary intelligence thread,” he says. “Lower confidence. It appeared in Phoenix records and again in Seattle traffic.”

A series of clipped messages replaces the site plans. Most of the language is administrative. Three phrases repeat: adaptive compliance, closed-loop conditioning, reduced installation time.

Ezra’s fingers stop on his tablet.

I notice because we spoke to him three mornings ago. Raphael noticed the tremor. Theon noticed the requests for medication. None of us agreed to pretend the problem vanished because Ezra accepted decaf and slept for six hours twice.

Nikolai notices too.

“Ezra,” he says.

Ezra keeps his eyes on the messages. “The terminology existed in theoretical files. The system adjusted reinforcement and punishment according to a subject’s responses rather than applying a fixed protocol.”

“Meaning?” Damon asks.

“The environment would learn the subject faster than the subject could learn the rules. Every attempt to predict safety would change the next test.” His voice remains level. His right hand has begun to shake against the edge of the tablet. “Eventually the subject would stop testing the boundaries at all. External restraint becomes less necessary because uncertainty does the containment.”

No one misses the tremor.

Raphael moves his chair closer but does not touch him. “Do you need to step out?”

“No.”

“Can you continue this briefing without harming yourself?” Nikolai asks.