The new timer did not wait, it started counting the moment the video opened.
Nine minutes fifty nine seconds.
Nine minutes fifty eight.
The hospital in the frame was unfamiliar to Yvonne, different language on the signs, different uniforms.
People ran through the hallway while alarms rang.
Yvonne’s chest tightened.
Another hospital, another trap, another choice.
Marcus grabbed the phone from her and routed the signal to the command screens.
The image expanded across the wall, officials rushed closer.
“We cannot chase every feed,” someone said.
Yes, we don’t have enough people to track every feed.” another said.
Yvonne stepped forward.
“We do not chase,” she said. “We organize.”
The room was quiet.
She pointed at the screen.
“It is the same device,” she continued. “Same pat
