The signal is bouncing off an old Soviet satellite. Satrip 7 . Thought it was space junk.
THUNDER. Rain lashes the satellite dishes on the roof. President ELENA VEGA (50s, sharp suit, tired eyes) stares out a rain-streaked window.
You’re hijacking my presidency.
Carla slides a dossier: one name. – a disgraced engineer who once designed the national satellite system. Now lives in a radio tower in the Andes. ACT TWO
Vega convinces Javi to help her fight back – but only if she admits live on air that the election was “influenced.” She refuses.
