Inside Origin Point, Priya moved fast down a service corridor behind Voss, Reyes covering their rear despite his injured shoulder, the maintenance disguise abandoned the moment an alarm chirped somewhere in the building's security network.
"They know something's wrong," Voss said, checking a badge reader at the next junction. "Not what, exactly, but enough to tighten protocols."
"How much time before full lockdown?" Priya asked, keeping pace despite the weight of her equipment bag.
"Minutes, maybe less," Voss said. "This way. Server room's just past this checkpoint."
They rounded a corner and found two guards stationed at a reinforced door, weapons raised the moment they registered unfamiliar faces in a restricted corridor.
"Identify yourselves!" one guard shouted.
Voss stepped forwa
