"Where are you going now?" Laura asked, her voice dropping to a cautious whisper as she sensed the monumental finality hanging in the cold night air.
Gerald turned his head slightly toward the open door of the armored transport, his amber eyes locking onto hers with unwavering intensity. The glowing HUD within his tactical helmet cast a soft, rhythmic blue reflection across his stoic cheekbones as the rain continued to pelt the slick pavement around them.
"I am going to finish this," Gerald replied in a low, measured tone that brooked no argument. "Lock down the transport's interior systems, engage the full energy shield matrix, and do not open this door for anyone until my biometric signal returns to the primary network."
Laura bit her lower lip, her cold corporate ambition tempora
