Chapter 3 - Uncovering The Mysterious Chemical Compound Hidden In The Apron
Julian didn't engage in her frantic argument; instead, he knelt beside Lily and carefully reached into her apron hem.
His fingers closed around the cold, smooth glass of the tiny vial Victoria had planted on the unconscious girl just moments prior.
The label bore a red biohazard symbol alongside a complex chemical formula typed in bold federal research lettering: Compound TX-9.
Julian recognized the toxic nerve agent immediately from his high-level intelligence briefings with the Department of Homeland Security in District of Columbia.
"Call an emergency medical response team with a specialized hazardous containment protocol right now!" Julian roared at the lead officer.
The grand ballroom erupted into complete chaos as wealthy guests scrambled over each other to reach the heavy glass doors.
Victoria seized the moment of panic, turning on her high heels and sprinting toward the private service exit behind the staircase.
"Don't let her reach the underground parking garage!" Julian yelled, rising to his feet as two officers gave chase down the corridor.
Lily stirred softly on the marble floor, her hazel eyes fluttering open as dark blood stained her blonde hair.
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"Uncle Julian... she put the liquid in my pocket before I fell," Lily whimpered softly, reaching for his hand with weak fingers.
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