For the first time all night, the pattern is clear enough to act on. You have pieces now: logs, routes, vehicle notes, sight lines, maybe a live recording, maybe your brother alive below the tower. The operation is moving tonight, and whatever comes next will either expose it or bury it deeper. Headlights sweep the clearing in slow arcs while radios click somewhere beyond the trees. If Mercer told the truth, you may have one honest ally inside the system. If she lied, every official call becomes another way to hand over your location. The storm is closing in. Evidence can still travel farther than you can, but only if you choose fast and choose clean.
This is the convergence point: you have enough to move, expose, rescue, or document the network depending on what you found on the way here.
The Evidence Window
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