ree: The F

nd out togeth

en them. It was small, harmless looking, but something about it made

ed. Or worse... what if it pr

le but firm. The truth can't hurt m

d to beli

hum of the fridge, the hiss of the coffee pot, even the quiet clink of dishes from the

se by. Private. Off the grid. If there'

g away the last of

ity like a ghost. Elara sat in the passenger seat, arms cross

r the growing realization that her life, as she k

look for me? she a

ed. Sent me files, messages. Said something big was coming. That if he

ther tru

r way. With h

e swallowed hard. I don't eve

When the memories start coming

never come

m down. Memory or not,

p to a loft above a print shop. Inside, it was dim but warm. A few laptops sa

our base?

ed. Welc

e room, feeling strangely groun

plugged in the flash drive. I

peared: PROJECT

ked at e

ouble c

documents, internal memos, medical reports. A

t went dr

tated. Are

aid. But do

cked t

inical. Elara, herself, sat strapped to a chair, wires attach

019. Final sequence initiation.

n voice, th

ant to forget. Plea

een wen

ckward, her hand f

ching for her. Hey, hey,

he wa

asn't

erimented on. Treated like

hispered. I was aw

ison, he funded this. Your uncle isn't just running Sinc

couch, head in her hands. They took m

ed. What did you me

I think I was trying to hold on

. Then we figure

could speak again, the pow

of si

lass sh

er behind the desk just as a masked figure burst

r moved fas

dging it. He tackled Jaxon hard. They struggle

eet. She looked around,

ng, she grabbe

cted wit

back, dazed. But

r figure ent

an W

breath

hind, slamming him into the wall. A flurry of punches

took the knife in the sid

into the co

, bleeding, and disappeared

le

e wall, breathing hard, blo

, eyes wild. What the h

ou, Damian s

him, shaking.

had w

wed. Why d

at her, truly

And I'll keep saving you.