Chapter 16: Cold Steel and White KnucklesThe silence inside the tiny security cage was suffocating, broken only by the mother’s frantic, ragged breathing and the low, wet thudding of infected bodies beating against the outer iron mesh behind them.Derrick stepped closer to the child, his chest heavy, his boots clicking softly on the cold concrete. "Evelyn... look at her leg.""Don't touch her!" the mother shrieked, instantly scrambling backward and shielding the little girl with her own body. Her eyes were wide, bloodshot, and wild with pure, maternal desperation. "She’s not bitten! She fell on the pavement when we were running! I swear to God, she just scraped her ankle!""Step back, ma'am," I said through the inner viewing slot, my voice cold, calm, and utterly unyielding. I grabbed a pair of heavy leather gloves and a short steel inspection rod from the wall rack. "If it's just a scrape, you have nothing to fear. But if teeth touched that skin, neither of you enters my buildin
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