The tires of the SUV squealed as it tore through the rain-slicked streets, the harsh downpour making every turn feel like a gamble. Isla sat at the back beside Antonov, whose blood-soaked bandages barely kept his wounds together.
Gabriel drove with grim determination, eyes pinned to the road, searching for tails. Nathaniel who has finally joined them at the location sat next to Isla, his presence a silence.
Damien, seated in the passenger seat, gripped the black flash drive with all his might.
“Thirty seconds,” Damien said, his voice low and steady.
“Isla, get that drive in the system.”
“Now.”
Isabel didn’t hesitate. She took out her tablet and began pounding her fingers over the screen. Sliding the flash drive into the port, she had the tablet bursting to life with practiced ease
