was the ghost. Former ECM officer, she could slip between surveillance nets like smoke through a wire fence. Her specialty: erasing memory trails, not just from computers, but from human minds. A touch to the temple, a whisper in the right frequency — and you forgot why you were fighting.
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But Maria stepped between them. Her form flickered, but her eyes were steady. “The AI is lying. Look — if I were a memory echo, I couldn’t feel this.” She pressed her hand to Lya’s cheek. It was warm. was the ghost