After her shower, Adonis had left her twenty minutes ago.
"I must conclude the data transfer from Tower Zero," he had said, pressing a kiss to her damp forehead. "Rest. I will return with sustenance. Do not engage in further chaotic variables while I am gone."
Nikki sat on the edge of the massive bed, her wet hair dripping onto the silk duvet. She looked at the sleek black phone in her hands, the Omni-Link 9.
But Adonis's condition echoed in her head like a warning siren. On the condition that Roxy gets picked by one of the Sector Generals.
Nikki bit her lip, scrolling through the contact list Adonis had recovered.
All the generals except B-02 looked like a nuclear weapon about to nuke the whole world. How was her friend going to survive?
Nikki didn't know how she was going to break this down to her friend.
And then there was General B-02.
