A few minutes later, a soldier led Ethan and Sean into the Military Command Center.
Ethan's gaze swept across the room. Along with General Cross, Directors Vaughn and Michael were present—no surprise there—but what caught his attention were the two unfamiliar faces: a man and a woman, both in their late twenties.
What really gave him pause was the pressure coming off them. Both of them... Tier 8 Enhanced.
That was rare—very rare.
Ethan frowned slightly. When did the compound get two more Tier 8s?
"Ethan, you're here! Come on in, have a seat!"
General Cross stood up immediately, along with Vaughn and Michael. All three moved to greet him warmly.
The man and woman, though, stayed seated. Their eyes locked onto Ethan and Sean with a scrutinizing air, the kind that measured worth in silence.
Ethan gave them a glance, read them for what they were, and didn't bother returning the attitude. He clasped hands with General Cross, then sat down calmly in one of the chairs.
