Chapter Forty-Two
Twenty minutes after Erik sent his message, there was a loud knock on the door to his room.
Erik and Jia exchanged glances. He didn’t want to believe they were about to be ambushed, but they’d been trying to track down a dangerous terrorist. Assuming things might see them end up with bullets in their brains.
“It could be a local ID agent,” Jia pointed out.
“Probably,” Erik offered. “Emma, I’m assuming you’ve been monitoring the hall cameras outside our rooms?”
There was another knock, this time more urgent.
“Yes,” the AI replied. “It seemed prudent, given all concern with gun goblins. My monitoring suggests it’s an ID agent, because I don’t see anyone on the feed, and there’s evidence of external access to the system. I haven’t challenged it because I don’t want the
