Elena's POV5:21... 5:20... 5:19...The red numbers burned into my vision as I stared at the bomb's display. My shoulder throbbed where Viktor's bullet had torn through muscle and bone, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the weight of failure crushing my chest."There has to be another way," David said, his voice desperate. He was examining every wire, every circuit, as if sheer determination could unlock the device's secrets."Viktor planned this perfectly," I whispered, my legs giving out. I slumped against the cold concrete wall, feeling blood seep through my makeshift bandage. "He never trusted anyone. Not even Ciara."4:47... 4:46... 4:45...On David's phone, Lyra's voice crackled through the speaker. "Dad, what's happening down there?""We're working on it," David lied, but I could see the truth in his eyes. We were going to fail. The city would burn because I hadn't been smart enough, fast enough, good enough.I closed my eyes and saw her face, Lyra, eight years old,
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