Seeing the past.
“Hannah.”
Nothing.
The lullaby keeps playing.
Soft.
Repetitive.
Monstrous.
The doctor watches carefully.
Analyzing the response.
Testing her.
Like Hannah’s still an experiment.
Something vicious snaps inside me.
I stand instantly and cross the room before anybody can stop me.
The doctor looks up at me calmly.
Wrong move.
Very wrong move.
“You don’t get to talk to her anymore.”
Then I grabbed a syringe and gave her a shot with the same stuff she was giving the children. She went limp and fell to the floor.
Silence.
Even the team looks briefly stunned.
Blood spills from the doctor’s mouth across white tile.
And for the first time—she actually looks afraid.
Good.
Gabriel stares at me for half a second.
“I wish I had done that.”
Another explosion slams through the nursery entrance.
The barricade buckles violently inward.
Sentinel’s coming through.
Now.
Russ reloads fast.
