THE BILLIONAIRE’S SECOND CHANCE BETRAYAL
“She’s turning everyone who ate that bread into data!”
June’s mother, Sarah, grabbed her hand. Her skin felt warm, but her face was ghostly pale. “The vault, June! The one under the basement—I told you about it. There’s a ‘Hard Reset’ button inside. If you get there, you can kill the signal before the virus hits the city.”
“But Mom, you’re too weak,” June said, her voice shaking. The cold in her arm crept to her elbow. Her left hand was going numb; her fingers moved stiffly, like they belonged to a machine.