The latch on the case clicked open softly. Luca pulled out the top page. All he saw were case numbers, test dates, and a string of index codes that couldn't be traced back to names. He flipped through several more pages, and his expression slowly turned cold."Where are the full records?""Not here."He let out a laugh, but his eyes stayed cold. He threw the papers on the floor and moved the needle from Rosa's neck to her arm. I stepped forward, but I was still a split second too slow. Rosa flinched in pain, and the chair slammed against the edge of the platform."Now you can chase me," Luca said, "or save her."He ran for the exit on the other side. I rushed over and caught Rosa. Her breaths grew shorter and shorter. The pulse at her wrist raced, then slowed. I cut her free, lowered her until she lay flat, and took the last shot out of its temperature-controlled case.Rosa recognized the label and tugged at my sleeve, as if she was afraid I'd waste my only chance on her. I said, "Forg
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