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Nathan POVBlake's emergency call reached me while I was clearing the fake warehouse in New Jersey."Nathan, Emily and the children are safe. Margaret's in custody. But there's a complication.""What complication?""Margaret injected Emily with a dormant virus six months ago. It's activated now. It's triggered by stress during her fight with Margaret. Emily has maybe seventy-two hoursbefore symptoms begin. We need Dr. Petrov immediately to develop a cure."I felt the ground tilt like I was dizzy. "Where's Petrov?""Unknown. He disappeared after Blake started investigating. But we have his research, hislab access, everything. Marcus is coordinating with CDC and military bioweaponspecialists. If a cure exists, we'll find it.""And if it doesn't?"Blake was silent.I drove to the hospital where Emily was being held in quarantine with the children.Through glass, I could see my wife holding Lily and Ethan, all three wearing biohazardsuits, separated from me by protocols designed to p

Emily POVFifty-six hours remained when I received the video call. Dr. Petrov appeared on screen,looking exhausted and terrified, speaking from somewhere with concrete walls and harshlighting."Mrs. Zhuo, my name is Viktor Petrov. I created the virus inside you. I'm calling becauseyour husband saved my daughter's life, and I owe him the truth about what MargaretVolkov commissioned me to create.""Where's Nathan? Is he alive?""Alive but injured. The facility explosion wounded him. Russian intelligence has him incustody for now, but he'll be released once I complete this testimony. Mrs. Zhuo, pleaselisten carefully. I don't have much time."I leaned closer to the screen, Lily and Ethan sleeping peacefully nearby. "I'm listening.""Six years ago, Margaret Volkov approached me with a proposition. She wanted abioweapon targeting specific genetic markers specifically, variations common inNorthern European bloodlines like the Lothans. She paid me two million dollars to developit, w

Emily POVI woke up to voices, Nathan's, Marcus's, doctors speaking in urgent tones. Everything hurts.My throat was sore , my body felt like heavy, and bright lights stabbed through my closedeye lens."Emily?" Nathan's voice, close to my ear. "Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if youunderstand."I tried. My fingers barely moved, but Nathan gasped. "She squeezed! Blake, get Dr. Chen-Emily's waking up!"The next hours were a blur of medical examinations, vital sign checks, questions I struggledto answer through the breathing tube they'd only just removed. Gradually, clarity returned.I was alive. I'd survived the seventy-two hours of coma. The virus was dormant again."How long?" I asked, my voice barely working."Ninety-six hours," Nathan said, holding my hand like he'd never let go. "You weresupposed to wake after seventy-two, but complications kept you under longer. Emily,you've been unconscious for four days."Four days. Almost a week of my life lost to medical treatment fight

Marcus POVRetrieving the encryption key meant opening a safe I hadn't touched in thirty years. It washidden in my private office at the Connecticut estate, behind a false panel Catherine hadhelped me install when we were young and thought we were invincible.Richard followed me there, insisting on backup despite my protests. "Father, you'rewalking into your past to save your grandchildren's future. I'm not letting you do thatalone.""The deal I made with Dmitri was criminal, Richard. If this becomes public""Then we handle it. But family first, consequences second. That's always been our way."I opened the safe, finding documents I'd hoped never to see again. The encryption key waswritten on a small card, sixty-four characters I'd memorized decades ago but tried to forget."What did you trade Dmitri for this key?" Richard asked, reading over my shoulder."Access to Lothan shipping routes for his weapons trafficking. In 1995, I was desperate tosave the company from bankruptcy. D

Blake POVAfter Emily received a message from Margaret, she sent her coordinates. An abandoned warehouse in Red Hook, Brooklyn. The same locationwhere this entire nightmare had started fifteen years ago when Margaret first targeted theLothan family."She's bringing everything full circle," Emily said quietly. "Ending where she began. She's planned this for fifteen years, and now she's forcing the final confrontation exactly whereshe wants it.""You can't go alone," I said. "It's suicide,Margaret will kill you and the children for good""She'll definitely kill them if I don't go. At least this way I have a chance." Emily grabbed theflash drive. "Blake, get this to CDC. Have them begin synthesizing antivirals for all threebioweapons. If I don't make it back, at least save the fifteen thousand employees.""Emily, no-”"That's an order. You're head of security, I'm your employer. Follow my instructions." Sheturned to face me, and I saw determination in her expression that reminded