LUCIEN AFOLAYANDriscoll keeps throwing frantic glances toward the grand clock as the feeding watch approaches, but there is still zero trace of Chika returning from the clinical zone. The exact microsecond my transport rolls back into the courtyard, my eyes spot our old head servant standing like a frozen stone guard outside the main den. Moving my massive frame smoothly, I bark through the window, "What tactical variable has forced your boots to camp outside the gatehouse?"Uneasily, Driscoll shifts his weight, his scent spiking with raw panic. "Master Afolayan, Chika has not returned from the medical complex yet, and his unit has not initiated a single frequency ping to our data pads.""And where is the vanguard driver?" I probe further, my golden alpha eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.Driscoll shakes his gray head, his hands beginning to tremble. "My terminal completely lost his tracking beacon. I deployed a scout unit to search the medical parking grid half an hour ago, but m
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