The transport vehicle never made it to federal holding.
Three miles from the police station, the armored truck shuddered. Not from impact. From quantum interference that made reality bend wrong. The officers inside collapsed. Unconscious but breathing. The locks on my restraints clicked open.
The rear doors exploded outward. Albert stood there with device I had never seen before. Glowing with quantum energy that shouldn't exist outside laboratory conditions.
"Get out," he said. "We have maybe ninety seconds before every agency triangulates this location."
I stumbled out. "How did you—"
"Subject Seven contacted me. Gave me Morrison's research. Told me you surrendered like an i***t with martyr complex." Albert grabbed my hand. Started running. "I built prototype. Miniaturized quantum di
