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white lab coat brushed about her legs as she strode toward the double doors that barred entry to the western wing. No one paid her any attention. Scientists and lab technicians scurried past her, nodding at her with absent-minded politeness. On Friday evening, with the weekend beckoning, no one thought about security. Where men faltered, technology kept going. The corridor seemed endlessly long, and the security cameras pivoting on ceiling-mounted frames bore into her back. She knew her image featured on one or more of the many monitors at the security desk, but a combination of training and
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“Entering the western wing,” she murmured, trusting the concealed microphone to pick up on her whisper. “Good luck,” Carlos’s voice responded through the tiny earpiece inserted in her right ear. “All’s clear out here.” “I’m really glad the security pass I programmed for you actually worked,” Xin added, a whimsical tone in her voice. Zara was glad, too. She had a solid plan; two of her finest associates backed her up—Carlos Sanchez waiting in the car concealed off road outside Pioneer Labs, and Mu Xin poised in front of a computer in her Alexandria home—but she had a list of a half-dozen things
Danyael’s clothes, splattered with the blood and flesh fragments of the creature that had torn itself apart in front of him. The stench of death lingered on him. “Danyael, I’m going to get your clothes off, all right?” They stripped off his clothes and then pulled the covers over him. With the ruined clothes bundled in his arms, Lucien headed for the door. He paused to look back at his best friend lying pale and still beneath the sheets. “Danyael, we’re leaving now. Do you need anything else?” Danyael stirred weakly, turning his head on the pillow to look at them. “Can’t keep shields
