Dr. Kellner
The facility alarms shattered the tense quiet of the medical wing like breaking glass. Dr. Kellner’s hands stilled on the incubator as the blaring sirens echoed through the corridors, her heart racing as she realized what the sound meant.
“Security breach,” one of the guards said into his radio, tension evident in his voice. “All units report status.”
Hope stirred in the incubator, her tiny face scrunching at the harsh sound of the alarms. Dr. Kellner instinctively moved to shield the baby from the noise, adjusting the sound dampening around the medical equipment.
“What’s happening?” Rachel asked from the recovery bed, fear sharp in her voice.
“Someone’s found us,” Dr. Kellner said, hope and terror warring in her chest. The rescue she’d been praying for was finally here, b
