Chapter Nine
‘You did it,’ Olesya said. ‘I’m … surprised. In a good way.’
‘Uh, thanks,’ Hélio replied. While his laptop was analyzing the amber liquid that Olesya hoped was the Regen, he was explaining more about his work on the kill switches. ‘Doing it with these vials is straightforward enough,’ he said. ‘But figuring out the best way to remove the kill switch from a living operative is going to take time.’
‘We need a way,’ Olesya said. ‘Not the best way.’
Sophia stood beside her. ‘How much time are we talking?’
‘It could take me weeks, and that is me being optimistic.’
Behind them, a pair of the base’s resident Zaslon special forces soldiers had arrived outside the doors. One knocked on the polycarbonate, and Olesya raised her hand—she’d get to them in a moment.
The laptop beeped
