Bryan’s scream through the radio was like a knife in my chest. I sat in the vibrating helicopter, staring at the speaker. My mother’s voice was so calm, so cold. She was using the man I loved to lure me into a trap."Six hours, Hazel," General Miller said, her hands tight on the flight controls. "The jets are pulling back, but they’re waiting for us at the border. If we head for the tower, we might stop the activation. But Bryan...""He’ll die," I whispered. I looked at Elle. She was awake now, her big eyes looking up at me. She didn't know her father was being tortured. She didn't know her grandmother was a monster."Hazel, we have the drive," Jane said, leaning over the laptop. "If we hit the tower first, we save thousands of children. We save the world. Bryan told us not to come for him. H
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