Trapped between two masters and a past he couldn't remember, Carter had to decide: was he a hero saving the world, or a weapon designed to end it? If you’d like to keep going with this story, let me know: Should Carter or go rogue?

There was a second frequency—a darker, distorted version of his own voice—telling him that the girl was the liar and the virus was actually the cure.

Carter didn't know who he was, but his body remembered how to fight. When the door burst open and twenty men in suits charged in, he moved like a blur of steel and instinct. Every bone-crunching strike felt like a program being executed—clean, lethal, and cinematic.