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The Light on Level Eight

Author: BAYEE INYASS
last update publish date: 2026-10-23 18:43:33

Chapter 15: The Light on Level Eight

"Seal the elevators," Caleb said. "Lock down levels two through seven. Get the children into the interior rooms on level three and keep them there. Nobody goes up and nobody comes down."

The control room erupted. Guards snapped into formation. Maya had already grabbed Theo's hand and was moving toward the door, her face white but steady.

"Maya," Nora said.

"I know." Maya did not stop walking. "Kitchen staff, the children, the interior rooms. I will keep him
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