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The progress bar flickered.

"Last chance," Voss said.

"Eighty percent."

Leo stared at the progress bar on his antique terminal. The theoretical limit of the old copper lines. No one had pushed data this fast in twenty years, not since the Quiet War fried the orbital relays and sent civilization back to the stone age of dial-up. download mach 4

His eyes burned. His hands, wrapped in cracked leather gloves, rested on the keyboard. He didn't dare move. Any vibration, any hiccup in the power supply, and the connection would drop. No resuming. No second chances. The progress bar flickered