Jax pressed the communication device against his ear as the stern voice of a senior instructor filtered through the encrypted channel.
The official wasted no time on pleasantries, immediately stating that the new orders came directly from the Grandmaster's desk.
"I am patching a residential address to your team's interface right now," the instructor said over the line. "Your current patrol is officially suspended. You are to proceed to this location immediately."
Jax frowned and pulled the device back slightly to check the incoming data file. An ordinary street address located in the suburban district of Blue York popped up on the screen.
"Is this a monster sighting, sir?" Jax asked, keeping his voice low behind the parked police cruiser.
