"Bring your guards, Minister," Rafael whispered into the quiet, glowing room, his voice calm and completely devoid of fear.
The high-voltage alarm shrieked continuously through the subterranean archive vault, flashing vivid crimson beams against the polished steel walls.
Above the central terminal, red light illuminated Rafael's silver eyes as the heavy, reinforced vault doors groaned under the initial thermal charge from the hallway.
"The breach charge is set to detonate in twenty seconds!" an officer barked from the outer corridor. "Stand clear of the frame!"
Rafael did not run toward the locked exit, nor did he panic as the green security laser grid hummed with deadly potential just inches from his boots.
He calmly pulled his diagnostic pad from his inner coat pocket, plugging
