At this moment, Lucas was concentrating with every fiber of his being. His fingers tapped rapidly across the keyboard, eyes sharp behind the black frames of his glasses, brows drawn together in focus. He opened a fresh window, it was impossible to tell exactly what he was doing, yet several lines of information could be vaguely made out on the screen, Seraphina Cole, Villan, Nexus Bio, and others.
No one could quite grasp how Lucas manipulated the data, but the four names gradually separated into independent layers before weaving together like threads of a spiderweb, each strand linking to the others. He was using a cross-referencing algorithm he had built himself, something even CORE had never encountered. Shattered fragments of data, files that should have been long erased, were slowly slotting into place on the screen.
