Anna was shoved into a sterile, white room. She wasn’t alone. Several figures in full hazmat suits stood inside, their faces obscured by heavy goggles and masks.
Just the sight of them made her stomach twist. It had been a long time since she’d seen people dressed like that. Though, to be fair, she nearly ended up in one of those suits herself, not too long ago, when Killian forced her into a team to steal the original prototype from SSI.
She swallowed hard and instinctively stepped back, her eyes darting around the room for an exit. But it was pointless, the only door slammed shut behind her, sealed tight by the same people she was trying to avoid.
“What do you want from me?” she asked, her voice shaky and her lips trembling.
“We’re not here to hurt you, Dr. Annastasia Hendrick,” one
