The doctor finally smiles again.
There it is.
That calm confidence she keeps falling back on.
“Flood protocol,” she says softly.
“Sentinel destroys compromised underground sectors automatically.”
Lucas stares at her.
“You’re flooding the tunnels with children still inside?”
The doctor shrugs faintly.
“Evidence removal.”
Psychopath.
Absolute psychopath.
The countdown voice echoes again.
Thirty seconds.
Mason immediately moves.
“GO!”
Everybody surges toward the river exit.
The drainage tunnel opens into massive storm channels beneath Bucharest, moonlight reflecting off rushing black water ahead.
Rain still pours outside.
Thunder rolling over the city overhead.
The Dâmbovi?a River churns violently beyond the steel flood gates.
Children cry while Mason’s surviving men help carry the smaller ones across slippery concrete ledges.
Russ fires once behind us as movement appears near the sealed blast doors.
“They’re trying to reopen it!”
Of course they are.
Wu wants the doctor recovered.
And probably Hannah too.
No chance in hell.
I stay tight beside Hannah as we run toward the river access platform.
She’s fading again.
I can see it.
