The elevator hummed.
Adam closed his eyes and leaned against the cold metal wall. He hadn't expected any of this to work. There was no plan. No blueprint, no contingency. They'd rushed into a military base, with him just serving as a diversion.
No. The only reason it worked at all was that he had other Heroes with him. The Forger was right—this entire operation was ridiculous.
Adam opened his eyes and looked down at his palms. He turned them over, studying the lines etched into his skin.
Three months. That's all it took. Three months to go from a scavenger who flinched at shadows to someone who could rip apart a tank with his bare hands.
But even with that… was it enough?
If their interpretation was right… If Dr. Sarah and the researchers were onto something, then the Administrators had just shown them the truth. Humanity wasn't being prepared for nothing.
As ridiculous as it was, they would be fighting against aliens.
