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"Then watch them. And when they cross the line — you stop them. That's your real assist, Alex. Not to a flag. To people."
"You're stalling. Kill the girl."
She taps her earpiece. On a grainy video feed: is tied to a chair inside the missile control bunker. A red laser dot rests on her heart.
Jack just smiles. Because they both know that's a lie.
"Alex. Remember when you were twelve and tried to microwave a fork?" Alex (quiet laugh): "You said I'd either be a genius or a disaster." Jack: "You're both. So stop second-guessing. Does that missile need a manual override from inside the bunker?" Alex: "Yes. But Rothman's snipers—" Jack: "Then give me the code. Fast."
Alex closes his eyes. Opens them. Different boy.
"Then watch them. And when they cross the line — you stop them. That's your real assist, Alex. Not to a flag. To people."
"You're stalling. Kill the girl."
She taps her earpiece. On a grainy video feed: is tied to a chair inside the missile control bunker. A red laser dot rests on her heart.
Jack just smiles. Because they both know that's a lie.
"Alex. Remember when you were twelve and tried to microwave a fork?" Alex (quiet laugh): "You said I'd either be a genius or a disaster." Jack: "You're both. So stop second-guessing. Does that missile need a manual override from inside the bunker?" Alex: "Yes. But Rothman's snipers—" Jack: "Then give me the code. Fast."
Alex closes his eyes. Opens them. Different boy.