I shouted desperately, “Have the station staff place the container onto the express train. Once it gets to the destination, someone will pick it up!”As long as the heart was on the train, there was still hope.The SWAT officer hesitated for two seconds.During that brief moment, Ariana moved. She rushed forward and kicked the bottom of the temperature‑controlled container.Thump.The container fell out of my hands and hit the marble floor.The lid popped open, and refrigerant splattered across the ground. In the cold air, the heart wrapped in a sterile bag rolled out, tumbled twice, and stopped after hitting the base of a trash can.“No!” I screamed as I lunged toward it.My knees struck the floor, and my vision darkened. I ignored everything else. I held the heart in my hands as its temperature rose quickly. The preservation fluid leaked from the torn sterile bag.“It cannot be exposed to the air,” I whispered. I shivered and hugged the heart to my chest, wrapping it with my
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