Page 400 of Scars of Fate

Geneva fell away beneath us.

Elise and Camille disappeared near the river.

Within minutes, the city ended and the land began to climb.

Green valleys became rocky slopes.

Clouds gathered around snow-covered peaks.

Somewhere ahead waited a dead laboratory.

A hostage.

A portable biological weapon.

And the man who had manipulated our lives for eight years.

Hawk connected to the facility’s satellite network.

“No active external communications.”

“Minser called us from there,” Adam said.

“He may be using an isolated system.”

“Can you access the cameras?”

“Trying.”

The tablet screen flashed.

For half a second, an interior corridor appeared.

Then darkness.

Hawk worked around another firewall.

The image returned.

Empty hall.

Broken glass.

Emergency lights.

A figure moved past the camera.

Too fast to identify.

Hawk switched feeds.

Nothing.

Another camera.

Nothing.

Then the lower research wing appeared.