Evelyn's POV
The shrill alarm echoed through the underground laboratory.
Scientists abandoned their workstations as security doors began sliding shut.
Christopher Wells's face drained of color.
"Seal the research servers!" he shouted. "Disconnect every external network!"
Technicians rushed into action.
I looked at the flashing red lights.
"Can they steal it?"
Christopher shook his head.
"The formula itself is stored offline. But years of research data, trial results, and manufacturing protocols are on the secure servers."
A security officer hurried over.
"They're using multiple access points. Whoever planned this knew our system."
Someone on the inside.
The thought chilled me.
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Anthony stepped beside me.
"We need to leave."
"I'm not leaving."
"Evelyn—"
"If someone is
