The atmosphere in the room buzzed with tension, each heartbeat echoing like a countdown to impending chaos.
Kaylee’s grip on the trigger tightened. Her gaze, once warm and uncertain, had turned cold and empty—completely stripped of the woman Sienna had once known.
“You’re not authorized to use that code,” Kaylee reiterated, her tone flat and robotic.
From the shadows, Jack sprang into action. He lunged forward, knocking the weapon from her grasp. The g*n discharged, but it went wide. Sienna dropped to the floor, just missing the bullet.
“Kaylee, please!” Sienna cried out, but her plea went unheard.
For a fleeting moment, Kaylee’s eyes flickered with a strange hint of recognition. However, the chilling, mechanical demeanor returned almost immediately.
Sienna stood up and rushed toward
