BOOM.
A screen shattered as Alpha hurled his whiskey glass across the room.
"I want her back!" he roared. "I want her now!"
Selina stood with her arms crossed, watching the meltdown unfold.
"She was helped," she said flatly. "You trained your men like wild dogs. One of them turned. Maybe more."
Alpha pointed a trembling finger toward the tech team.
"Find out who. Check every death, every false signal. Someone let her through."
The team scrambled into action.
Selina stepped closer and leaned into his space.
"Even if you bring her back," she said coldly, "she won't break now. You know what death does to people like her."
"She'll break," Alpha growled. "Everyone breaks."
Selina stared at him. "You didn't kill the sister quickly enough. You made her a martyr."
Alpha opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
Selina and Alpha locked eyes.
"She made contact," Selina said quietly.
"She's building something."
