Not military.
Something worse.
“You have ten seconds,” he says calmly.
Gabriel suddenly steps forward.
“Not her.”
That catches everyone off guard.
Even the masked soldiers pause slightly.
Interesting.
The lead soldier turns toward Gabriel slowly.
“You survived.”
Gabriel’s expression never changes.
“Unfortunately for you.”
The masked soldier almost sounds amused.
“Your contract expired three years ago.”
Contract.
Not service.
Contract.
My stomach twists hard.
Who the hell are these people?
The lead soldier looks toward Hannah again.
“Doctor Bowers possesses classified cognitive resistance adaptation data.”
Hannah stares at him.
“I possess what?”
The soldier ignores her entirely.
“Recovery is priority one.”
Recovery.
Not rescue.
Not protection.
Recovery.
Like she’s stolen property.
