Once I had confirmed that Maya was stable in her induced sleep, I instantly hammered Dr. Veyra about getting out to get the answers we needed.
Since she shared my school of thought, within minutes, I was escorted out of the lab by a pair of stone-faced guards. For “my safety,” Veyra claimed, but we both knew the truth. It was about preserving the secrecy of her hidden lab. They didn’t want me remembering the way back if I somehow got caught.
A blacked-out SUV waited for me just outside, engine already humming. The moment I climbed in, the doors slammed shut and the tires squealed into motion.
The silence gave me space to breathe, think and to let the panic and rage I was feeling simmer without boiling over.
I didn’t even register how long the drive took. Time bled together until we re
