LOGINJulian’s POVThe laser grid had been the last thing standing between me and Leo, and for a moment it had felt like the facility itself was daring me to try and save him.I was still there, frozen in front of it, with the red lines humming in front of my face and the timer on the bomb changing so fast it was starting to look wrong, when Aria’s shutdown finally hit.The whole building lurched.Hard.I threw a hand against the chamber wall to keep from going down, and the laser grid flickered so violently that I almost thought it was about to fail completely. Dust fell from the ceiling in a thick sheet, and somewhere deeper in the facility there was a heavy, ugly crash that made the floor shudder under my boots.That was the opening.It was not safe, not clean, and definitely not something I would have chosen under normal circumstances, but none of this had been normal from the second Leo was taken.I moved immediately.The red beams in front of me stuttered again, then held for half a s
Aria’s POVThe timer on Adrian’s comms felt like it was burning straight through me.Every time the numbers changed, something in my chest tightened harder. I could not seem to stop looking at it. I knew I should be watching the whole room, the collapsing corridor, the dust, the fire, the way the building kept groaning like it was trying to fold in on itself. I knew I should be thinking clearly.I was not.I was thinking about Leo.Only Leo.My son was still on that screen, still strapped down, still too pale and too still and too far away from me. And the worst part was that I had already seen enough to understand just how little time we had left. Julian had tried something reckless. Veronica had answered by making everything worse. Adrian was at a console somewhere ahead of me, his face hard with concentration, his hands moving like he could force the system to obey him if he only worked fast enough.I wanted to believe that.I needed to believe that.But belief did not stop the tim
Adrian's POV I looked at the live feed again. Julian was still in the chamber room, the laser grid keeping him trapped in place. Leo’s body looked even smaller from this angle, the red timer glowing beside him like a threat that had stopped pretending to be subtle.The room around him was a death machine.And Julian, stupidly brave and impossible, had just become part of the mechanism by making it accelerate.I did not have time to hate him properly.I had work to do.“Move,” I said to Aria.She looked at me as if she had misheard me.“What?”“Move.”I pointed to the side corridor on the map. “That section is more stable than the main hall. If this thing goes, the blast will push through the lower route first. We need to get you somewhere with better cover.”“I am not leaving Leo.”“You are not helping him by standing where a collapse can bury you.”She looked ready to argue. I could see it. She was terrified and furious and close to refusing me on principle just because I had given
Adrian’s POVFor one second, nobody moved.That was the strange thing about disaster. It did not always arrive with noise first. Sometimes it arrived with a pause. A single, thin second where your brain had to catch up to what your eyes already knew.Julian was frozen in front of Leo’s chamber, one hand still too close to the laser grid, his body locked in that ugly halfway state between action and regret. The red beams had snapped into place so fast that the room seemed to have turned into a cage around him.Then the timer jumped.Not by much.Enough.My stomach dropped hard.I saw it on the feed and heard it in the tone of the bomb. A faster sequence. A sharper warning.Julian’s move had triggered something.Of course it had.I knew exactly what kind of man Julian was in a moment like that. He would rather break the system than admit he needed patience. That kind of instinct could be useful in some places. In here, with Leo strapped to a device and the entire facility already unstab
Julian's POV The last corridor opened into a reinforced chamber and I stopped dead for half a second because the sight in front of me punched all the air out of my lungs.Leo was strapped into the chamber.He looked so small it made my chest ache in a way I did not have words for.And the timer.Bright red numbers on the device beside him, counting down with clinical patience.I moved immediately, but slower now, because the room had become too dangerous to rush through blindly. The bomb rig was more complex than I had expected. Wires threaded under the harness. Pressure plates. A control module locked into place beside the chamber wall. Whoever had built it knew what they were doing. The kind of thing designed by someone who wanted to make sure rescue took too long.My stomach turned.I hated whoever had done this with a level of purity that felt almost cleansing.Leo’s face was pale under the chamber lights.My mind tried to reject the image and failed.I swallowed once and forced
Julian’s POVThe comms were still hissing with static when Adrian’s voice cut through and Aria went quiet.That silence did something ugly to me.Not because I wanted her to answer him.Because I did not.Because I heard it for what it was.She was shaking. I knew she was. I could hear it in the tiny broken breath she took before she stopped speaking altogether. And Adrian, with all his control and all his stubborn, infuriating certainty, was still trying to hold the line like he was the only one who knew how.That was the moment something in me finally tipped.Enough.I could feel my pulse beating hard in my throat, not from the pain in my side, not from the blood I knew was still drying under my shirt, but from the rage that had been building for too long to stay contained.He was still refusing to bend.Aria was still trapped in the middle of a choice no mother should ever have to make.And I was still standing here listening to both of them talk like time was some endless thing we
Adrian's POV The tablet on my desk felt like it was glowing with radioactive waste.I’d watched the footage from the park six times.It was silent, captured from fifty yards away by a security detail that was supposed to be monitoring Aria’s professional movements, not her personal drama.But ther
Aria's POV The numbers on the monitor were starting to swim.I’d been staring at the same sequence of protein chains for six hours, trying to find the bridge that would stabilize the serum before the virus mutated again.The news reports playing on the silent TV in the corner of the lab were grim.
Aria's POV The silence of the morning was a lie.I sat on a park bench, the wood cold and damp against my legs, watching Leo chase a stray butterfly through the grass.To anyone else, it was a peaceful Sunday.To me, it was the aftermath of a massacre.My head was still throbbing from the gala, th
Aria's povI stared at the black-and-gold invitation on my desk like it was a live grenade.A welcome gala. Mandatory attendance.Adrian was really leaning into the whole tyrannical billionaire thing, wasn’t he?I rubbed my temples, feeling the dull throb of a headache that had been my constant com







