Page 412 of Black Reign

Then Ghost wins.

“Granted.”

Senior swears.

I smile.

“Good husband.”

Xavier leans against the console.

“Don't get used to it.”

Too late.

The first wall changes.

I bring up the oldest ARGUS snapshot.

“Original architecture.”

Xavier gives it.

“Year Papa died.”

Another dataset loads.

“Administrative certificate history.”

He unlocks it.

“Legacy security authorities.”

Senior steps toward us.

“No.”

I turn.

“Do you want to catch him?”

His expression hardens.

“Yes.”

“Then stop protecting the locks from the woman who already picked them.”

His eyes narrow.

Xavier makes a sound suspiciously like a laugh.

“Access,” I repeat.

Senior looks at his son.

Xavier shrugs.

“You wanted her in the room.”