J-nav v.0.9 – You are not tracking the signal. The signal is tracking you.

The hyphen was closer now. She remembered the dead man’s note: “When the dash moves, so does the hunter.”

Maya’s own GPS coordinates flashed beneath it. She wasn’t in Austin. The analyzer showed her blue dot moving —pacing her tiny apartment in real time. But she was sitting still.

It was 3:47 AM in a dimly lit server room in Austin, Texas. Maya, a freelance data recovery specialist, stared at a corrupted hard drive from a classified drone test. The drive’s only readable file was named: