Chapter 13 - Securing the Cure
We burst into the central processing laboratory, slamming the heavy oak doors shut and sliding the iron bar into place.
Genevieve rushed directly to a specialized ultralow-temperature freezer unit mounted near the central workstation.
She punched in a complex eight-digit code, causing the heavy insulated door to unlatch with a hiss of liquid nitrogen.
Inside sat four glass vials filled with a glowing, clear liquid labeled with Jonah and Blythe’s medical IDs.
“This is it,” Genevieve confirmed, carefully placing the frozen vials into an insulated tactical transit case.
“This contains enough concentrated baseline antibodies to clear the toxin from their blood within forty-eight hours.”
Heavy impacts began battering against the lab door as Vane’s men attempted to breach our temporary sanctuary.
The wood surrounding the iron deadbolt began splintering violently under the relentless force of a battering ram.
“We can't go back out through the main corridor!” Marcus warned, checking his rifle magazine count.
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Evelyn pointed toward a stainless steel laundry chute built into the back wall of the processing room.
“That leads directly down to the underground drainage canal that empties into the ravine outside!” she urged.
