Miguel's POV
The security feeds flickered, showing Gideon's men closing in from multiple directions. Dr. Andrew stayed unnervingly calm, pressing a button under his desk. His eyes, sharp and calculating, didn't waver for a second, even as the chaos outside intensified.
A voice echoed through the hidden intercom:
"Protocol Sierra. All units mobilize."
The response was swift. Armed security teams emerged from concealed positions throughout the facility, moving with professional precision. Andrew's eyes flicked to me, satisfaction clear in his voice.
"Did you think I wouldn't be ready for this? After what they did to my career? To my patients?"
The sound of gunfire erupted beyond the walls, echoing through the corridors like thunder. Maria remained at Diego's side, her hands trembling against his head as the memory transfer progressed. Each second felt heavier than the last.
60%... 63%...
