Kaelen's voice crackled over the intercom: "Agent, you see that spike? Kill it. Now."
She saw me seeing her.
"Put these on," she said. "And don't sneeze." lightspeed agent filter
"Rule one," Kaelen said, leaning over my shoulder as I sat in the humming chair. "If it's a personal message—someone warning their past self to buy Bitcoin or avoid a car crash—let it through. The timeline corrects for greed and grief. It's the systemic ones we kill." Kaelen's voice crackled over the intercom: "Agent, you
