Tristan
Tresh’s voice is panicked on the other end of the line, “There’s been a breach at the lab, Tristan!”
My eyes widen with alarm as I ask, “What the f**k happened?”
Tresh’s voice is full of unease when she retorts, “I don’t know, but the f*****g alarms went off, and no one answered when I called the security desk,” she puffs out a nervous breath, “Eliza and Haley rode to the lab earlier this morning, Tristan. What if something happened.”
“When did the alarms go off?” I ask, rising from my seat.
She doesn’t respond for a moment, “About ten minutes ago.”
Without another thought, I disconnect the call and growl, “There’s been a breach at the lab. We have to go now.”
Everyone instantly rushes to dress and portal to my home. Tresh is standing in the living area, her face set with tr
