"I was following orders!" Hayes screams, struggling against the zip-ties. "The Security Council! Councilor Vance! He authorized the black-budget funding! He told me the Pack was hoarding the biological tech! He said you were a threat to global security!"
I stop in front of him. I look down into his terrified, bloodshot eyes.
"Councilor Vance," I repeat softly. "The head of the UN Defense Appropriations Committee."
"Yes!" Hayes sobs. "He’s the one who hired Vanguard! He’s the one who wants to synthesize the programmable matter! He wants to build an army of biological drones that don't need a network! He wants to build an army of you!"
The silence in the room is absolute.
I look at Morgan. She is staring at the holographic display, her face pale. "Luna... if Vance has the funding and th
