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Chapter 87  Open Window

Author: Skyrainbow
last update publish date: 2026-05-13 23:08:45

"I’m in."

Noah Kim kicked his chair back, the screech echoing against the concrete.

"Show me," Dominic said.

"A sync bridge," Sophia interjected, her eyes narrowing.

"It’s not a bridge, Soph. It’s a goddamn highway. The laptop is sitting inside the Tokyo network right now, shaking hands with the cloud. It’s a wide-open window, and we’re climbing through."

Dominic stepped into the blue light of the screens. "How do we kill it?"

"The next sync hits at dawn," Noah said, his fingers hovering over t
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