Page 310 of Scars of Fate

“Possibly.”

“How long?”

“Six hours to prepare usable emergency doses. Longer to verify them fully.”

The bank’s containment system could guarantee less than that now.

“Begin immediately,” Adam ordered.

Leyla nodded and hurried toward the hangar.

Wynn climbed aboard carrying the twelve doses.

I followed.

The jet’s interior had been designed for medical evacuation.

Six stretchers lined the walls.

Cabinets held emergency equipment.

Hawk established communications with the other aircraft.

Adam spread the bank plans across a narrow table.

I sat beside Wynn.

She held the treatment case against her chest.

Twelve doses.

Possibly the only twelve lives we could save if the agent escaped.

“Don’t,” I said.

She looked at me.

“Don’t what?”

“Decide yet.”

“What if I have to?”

“You won’t.”

“There could be dozens of people inside that bank.”

“We’ll contain the agent.”

“And if we can’t?”

I had no answer.

She looked down at the case.

“If Minser opens the unit…”

“We stop him first.”