The chaos at the SSI headquarters had finally been brought under control. The intruders aiming to steal the virus prototype had been neutralized—most of them lay dead in pools of blood on the cold concrete floors. The echo of gunfire had faded, leaving behind only the blaring of alarms tapering off and the ragged breathing of the surviving security personnel.
Amid the c*****e and rubble, Peter Lurkin stood gasping for breath. His eyes scanned the room, searching for any remaining threats. But there was one thing he couldn’t see—one thing he didn’t realize—the original prototype was no longer there.
“Dammit! They snatched it again!” Peter cursed, his voice dripping with frustration.
The grisly sight of bodies strewn across nearly every corridor made his stomach churn. The rage bubbling i
