Ethan drove toward the canyon, his gaze fixed on the horizon as the desert wind whipped against the SUV. He didn't need to look at a screen; Crul's interface was already projected into his neural field, waiting for his command.
"Crul, it's time to move the pieces in the East. Secure a property near Lexington. I want it secluded enough to avoid prying eyes, but furnished with the level of luxury Helen remembers from her former life," said Ethan.
[Understood, Master. Initiating acquisition protocols through our shell corporations. Any additional instructions for the Massachusetts theater?] said Crul.
